Cloakroom and Dagger
Personally, I think Craig was never more than a lightweight, and probably had little, if anything, to do with the pendulum swing to the Right that's just now slogging down in the congealed wake of bloody Iraq, but it was the kind of memorable snarkiness that you don't expect from grownups.
I haven't had so much fun watching a nabob sputter in his own grease since Spiro Agnew. Deeeeelightful.
Labels: Fun with schadenfreude