I drive through the same toll-booth at least twelve times a week. I often see the same cashier at my local market. The manager at my favorite liquor store used to buy comics from me.
Do I have a relationship with these people? I don't know where they live. I don't sleep, eat, fight or go to the movies with them. If you really wish to push semantic technicalities, you could say I have a relationship with them. It's a stretch, though.
If the girl who sold me my new eye-glasses decides to go home and use a chain-saw to dismember her boyfriend; do I have a relationship with a psycho-killer? I there a link between myself and improper chainsaw safety habits?
If you apply the Bushites tortured logic to this hypothetical situation, I'd be pre-emptively imprisoned to prevent any possible murders I might one day commit. Or at least held up as an anti-safety scapegoat the next time some poor unfortunate loses a body part to a mishandled wood-cutter.
This administration's lies are blatant,repetitive, well-documented,often contradictory and more dangerous than drunken chain-saw juggling.(Don't try this at home)
Even normally moderate and polite liberals are writing angry indictments about the Truth, the White House and the fact no one has seen them together for at least three and a half years.
I'm not moderate, polite or liberal, so I've been trying to get people to wake up and smell the cordite for years.
Just because I'm a paranoid crackpot doesn't mean I'm wrong.