The Emperor has done it again. As the blog-son he never knew he had, I am proud to link my blog-daddy on this one. Here's an excerpt:

His Majesty doesn't know what it is that makes plebeians think that sticking a crown upon your head automatically endows you with the cunning that is a necessity for holding on to said crown for very long. He always thought that the lesson of Napoleon, a peasant with quite considerable skills (for a plebe, that is) would teach wannabes something. But it never does. They're always caught up in their own press, pathetically oblivious to the harsh reality of the world we live in.

So we couldn't help but giggle when the jugeared dilettante from Chicago fired up his nutroots and encouraged them in their quest for "truth" about the "torture" of terrorists. It's a typical example of "be careful what you wish for", but the pathetic boor and his first Clydesdale were, sucked up in their own bought and paid for press, apparently unable to even contemplate that revealing the actual facts about our post-9/11 interrogations of mass-murdering swine might also reveal that his minions were lying so fast that it's a wonder their lips were staying on.