Ok I'm thinking of this situation...
...I'm a journalist, I'm in Iraq, The "big kahuna" is hanging out in a bunker a few blocks down the street from my hotel in Baghdad and he can have me gassed, shot, hanged, stretched, flogged, beheaded or any number of exciting and imaginitive ways to die.
Hell with being an impartial journalist I say, i'll get on live t.v. and attest that saddam's farts smell like roses and he's fond of cute fuzzy little puppies and gives them to young sick children from yankee pigdog chemical weapons if he's got a gun, flamethrower, can of human-raid spray pointing at me.
By the way...how many of you are posting from Baghdad where you've got people watching every word you say and Corporal Twitchy Hassan of the Republican Guard has an AK-47 pointed at you?