It's sad that it's shocking when a journalist actually has the stones to get it right in print. Even if it's across the pond, I'm glad someone managed to call a dog a dog. Now folks in England who've only heard that B.O. is the second coming will see what kind of crap he's really been dishing out on the down-low.
Speaking of the whole mortgage meltdown thing, Christopher Dodd and Barney Frank mewling like weaning calves and then subsequent revelations of how their fingerprints are all over the blueprints for the meltdown is reminding me of something I always heard growing up: the smeller's the feller.