* "Well, perhaps it's a dream....[bangs head on desk]. No, right, were stuck with it then."

Scooter Libby faces jail time for having recollections of months old conversations that differ from those of unbiased Tim Russert.

The original underlying "crime" clearly did not occur.

The self-appointed spokesman for the jury is a Washington journalist (read: leftist).

Discredited hack and proven liar Joe Wilson, continues to strut about and bloviate like a poncey peacock.

And Sandy Berger grazes freely.

* "And what do you expect to see from a Torquay hotel window? Sydney Opera House? The hanging gardens of Babylon? Hordes of Wildebeast roaming majestically".

* Paraphrasing Basil Fawlty.