Not especially timely...

By Heraclitus

...but still funny as hell. Or maybe it's not funny at all; I suppose it all depends on whether you think emotionally deformed windbags like Mark Steyn and Glenn Reynolds actually contributed to making the invasion of Iraq a reality, or whether you think they were as irrelevant as a Chicago Bears fan who paints his chest to watch the game at home, only to end up passed out drunk before the end of the third quarter (only to eventually wake up and spend the week talking about "our" victory). I suppose the truth is somewhere in between.

Well, whether it's howlingly funny or crushingly depressing, check out this post at Sadly, No (from, well, last August), about Instapundit's attempt to respond to Glenn Greenwald's censure of this truly breathtaking little episode of public onanism regarding the Iraq War in August of 2003. Here's how the Sadly, No post begins:

When Glenn Reynolds gets riled and writes more than one or two distracted sentences at a time, which is seldom, the effect is like dozens of clowns piling out of a Mini. Were they all crammed up in there the whole time, or is there, like, a trap door that opens from a backstage reservoir?

But the bizarre spectacle of Junior League Wingnuts like Reynolds still contorting themselves into ever more absurd postures of self-congratulation over Iraq is emblematic of much of what passes for conservatism today. I actually think that the absolute worst, worse even than Krazy Kristol, for unflagging belligerance and overt bloody-mindedness, furious self-righteousness bordering on full-blown megalomania, and unhinged tub-thumping grotesqueries meant to ape Churchill is Charles Krauthammer.

But, whoever the worst offender is, behold the spectacle of self-styled conservatives making war on reality as violently as they can to avoid admitting they were wrong and that their brave and noble posturings have been revealed as jinogist little pantomines worthy of a vaudeville routine.