Gloating

Posterity shall ne’er survey
A nobler sight than this.
Here lies the grave of Castlereagh:
Stop, traveller, and piss.

Michael Lind, in the Nation, has taken Byron’s exhortation to heart. Admittedly, the neocons had nothing in common with Lord Castlereagh, except a concern with foreign policy. But their hopes, their lies, their fears, are all buried now, and his measured, thorough drenching is a magnificent work of political analysis and invective, worthy of Conor Cruise O’Brien at his finest.