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Okay, I'm going to exclusively tell you what happened.  Tice is fired from the NSA when a psychological test (administered after he came to work naked, and sang "I'm a little tea pot , short and  way stout.") shows he's "Postal." Mr. Tice (think 'D-Fens' Foster) decides to get even by working with America's deadliest enemy, and contacts the New York Times.  Reporter James Risen discovers he has a treasure trove of America's deepest secrets spilled out before him, and the cash register in his head starts Ka-chinging non-stop.  Risen publishes.  All out efforts to find the traitor get close to Tice, and he panics.  What can he do to save his sorry ass?  Simple, become a hero of the left.  He knows full well that the United States no longer has the will to execute traitors who align themselves with the leftist media, and he's right.  End of story.