Yes, you can. You just have to focus. The Caspers don't matter. They don't change the dynamic. They just raise the stakes. You handle it the same way regardless.
But handle it how?
They all stood silently. Ulrich's mind raced furiously, examining options, gaming out plans from multiple angles, pressure-checking vulnerabilities. He felt both terrified and weirdly exhilarated. If he could put a lid on something this big, they'd have to invent a new name for it. Damage control? Hell, he was trying to control a cataclysm.
He kept going-yes, no, too dangerous, if, then-conducting an orchestra of alternatives just behind his eyes. A minute went by and a narrow possibility began to emerge, a little sliver of hope. It was crazy, it was audacious, it would require luck. But it could be done. It had to be done. Because there was simply no other way.
'Here's what you're going to do,' he said, looking at Clements. 'You call one of your contacts in the media-'
'Ignatius?'
'No, definitely not Ignatius. At this point he might as well be an official CIA spokesperson, and everyone knows it. And not Broder or Klein, either-they're known to be too sympathetic, too. Too eager to please.'
Clements frowned, obviously not getting it. 'We don't want someone pliable?'
'Just listen, okay? For this, we need a news article, not an op-ed. At least to start with. From a paper that's considered liberal. So… make it the New York Times. Yeah, the Times is perfect, they won't even use the word 'torture' in their coverage but they're still thought of as an enemy. Call them. You're a whistle-blower. The CIA made some interrogation tapes, tapes that include footage of detainees being abused.'
Clements's mouth dropped open. 'What?'
'I'm not finished. You say the CIA destroyed the tapes. Clear case of obstruction of justice. You're calling because you're a patriot, this won't stand, something needs to be done.'
They were all looking at him as though he'd lost his mind. Christ, they were slow. They didn't deserve to have him save their asses. Unfortunately, his ass was next in line. These morons happened to be his primary defensive wall.
'You're crazy,' Clements said. 'There's no way-'
'Shut up and listen if you want to survive this. The liberal media will jump all over the story. Obstruction of justice, cover-up, rogue CIA, the whole thing. There's going to be pressure. And under pressure, the CIA admits- no, no, you confess-yes, we destroyed the tapes. But no more than two of them for now. Two, you understand?'
Clements shook his head as though he was trying to clear it. 'What… why two?'
'Because it's too soon to go public with ninety-two. Two is a nice, finite number, it makes it sound like you've been exceptionally careful and selective regarding who gets subjected to enhanced interrogation techniques. You can tie the number to just a couple of high-profile detainees, right? Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, Abu Zubaydah, Abd al-Rahim al-Nashiri, just the worst of the worst. Listen to those names. You think anyone outside the ACLU will complain if you've maybe been a little rough with a couple terrorists named Mohammed al-this and Khalid al- that?'
'But… what are we going to do later on, if the real number comes out?'
'Later on won't matter, don't you see? You'll already have established the principle that the destruction wasn't a big deal by attaching a low number to it. You can always increase the number afterward, at which point you'll just be applying the established principle to a new number. You say something like, 'Oh, did you think I said two videotapes? I meant two terrorists on one of the tapes. Sorry for the confusion.' You get it? For Christ's sake, you don't have to sign a fucking affidavit that there were only two tapes, this is just to ease the idea into the public mind. Are you telling me you don't know how to put a number in play in a way that gives you room to walk away from it later?'
No one said anything. Ulrich couldn't tell if they were getting it or if they were drifting into shock. Well, nothing to do but keep going.
'Understand? Two interrogation videos, you think. Keep it a little vague, and you can get them to report two while giving you wiggle room for later.'
'Okay, fine,' Killman said. 'But what do we do when they start asking about waterboarding? You know they will.'
'Of course they will. And when they do, you reluctantly admit it. It's already out there anyway, the vice president himself acknowledged it. This is your chance to tie the waterboarding to just a small number of detainees, your chance to minimize it. That's actually a win.'
'Doesn't sound like a win,' Alkire said.
Idiots. 'You can't cover this up, don't you understand that? If you try, the whole thing comes out. What you can do is channel the information, shape the narrative. You need to manage this story or it'll manage you. Do it right, keep it simple, and you'll be fine.'
'But it's not simple,' Clements said. 'It's not just videos. There are also records of what's on the videos, who had access to them-'
'Good, now you're thinking. You need to destroy all contemporaneous records describing what's on the tapes because that's the next thing the court will ask for if the tapes are unavailable. You destroy all records of who had access to the tapes, of who might have knowledge of what was on them. And you create a paper trail of the proper authorizations that predates the court order. You claim the tapes had no further intelligence value, and… yes, yes, you say you had to destroy them because if they ever leaked, they could compromise the identities of field agents, patriotic men and women who are risking their lives every day on the front lines of the war on terror to keep America safe. Fox, and Broder and Klein and Krauthammer and Hiatt and Ignatius and the rest, they'll pick up that angle and run interference for us, attack the patriotism of anyone who questions the decision to destroy the tapes. They'll make it a political issue, it won't be a legal one. 'Only the angry left would want to put our soldiers and spies in danger,' that kind of thing.'
None of them spoke.
Come on, Ulrich thought. Man up. We can do this.
'Look,' he said, 'you're not going to be alone, okay? We'll get someone highly placed in the administration to leak the same talking points.'
Clements looked doubtful. 'The vice president?'
'Definitely possible. But if not him, me or someone else who can speak for him. We'll give the background not for attribution, the papers will publish it, and then the DCI, the vice president, whoever, they'll go on all the Sunday morning talk shows and cite as evidence for our positions the articles the newspapers wrote based on what we fed them.'
Clements nodded, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes. 'Information laundering.'
'Exactly,' Ulrich said, rather liking the phrase. 'Just the way drug traffickers pass their money through corrupt banks to make the money usable in society, we need to pass our talking points through the mainstream media to make the talking points seem objective. You see? The mainstream media turns our talking points into news stories. They love the access we give them, it makes them feel savvy. And we love the coverage they give us in return. It's a good system and it always works. It'll work here, too.'
'It's still going to be a scandal,' Clements said, apparently determined not to keep up.
'Of course it's going to be a scandal,' Ulrich said, disgusted that his Hey, we're all in this together pep talk apparently had accomplished nothing. 'And you might even have to resign for it. Would you rather own up to not even knowing where the tapes are or how many there actually were or what the hell happened to them? How do you think the Fourth Circuit would respond if you said, 'Sorry, we don't know where the tapes are, we can't find them'? You think they'd actually believe you could be that inept? You and I know better, but the court? They'd think it was a cover-up because no one could be so stupid as to misplace ninety-two tapes that, if they ever see the light of day, would be the most damaging national security leak in the history of the nation. You'd have so many outside investigations up your ass you'd spend the rest of your life trying to shit them out.'
Clements glared, but took the rebuke. 'I still don't see what this gets us.'
'Number one, it gets us time-time to conduct our own investigation, from the inside. If we do that, with a little luck we recover the tapes ourselves, do what should have been done in the first place, and the truth never gets out. The only way you're going to cover this up is by 'confessing' to a lesser crime. How can you not see that? The
