Lest you have forgotten, Perle was the leading architect of a neoconservative foreign policy predicated on bombing over diplomacy and one of the puppet masters who put the Decider up to the Iraq war.
As Bush's Defense Policy Board chief, he loudly proclaimed that there was a link between Saddam Hussein and Osama bin Laden after the 9/11 attacks, worked feverishly to justify the invasion, called "traitorous" anyone in Congress who dared question him, and "incompetent" the military commanders who said there weren't enough troops to do the job right.
Perle's only flirtation with contrition came in a Vanity Fair interview in 2006, but it was others whom he said should have regrets about the Iraq war -- the unnamed individuals responsible for what he told VF was "the devastating dysfunction within the administration of George W. Bush."
Perle has continued to busily shake and bake his record, but now has outdone himself by asserting that there is no such thing as a neocon foreign policy; in other words, essentially claiming that he doesn't exist.
I compared Perle to Pontius Pilate a while back, and the letter I composed to him seems more appropriate than ever:
While Pontius PIlate washed his hands after Jesus was crucified, no amount of washing is going to get the blood of all those dead Americans and Iraqis off of your hands.
May your nightmares be many and filled with the souls who were beheaded, disemboweled, raped and blown to smithereens
because of your arrogance and intellectual dishonesty.
When you depart this mortal coil, may you rot in the special Hell created for people like yourself who led us into the Mess in
Mesopotamiaand then slunk off with their tails between their legs when the going got tough.
And when you get there, be sure to say howdy to Saddam for us.