MORE FROM THE SPECTATOR

Sorry to return to the same subject so soon, but this week's edition also includes a typically obnoxious column by Taki, chronicler of the coke-fuelled jet-set. Not content with writing a hymn of praise to Jean-Marie Le Pen, he can't resist raising the spectre of the great Jewish conspiracy:

We now know that the recently indicted Lewis Libby, Cheney’s numero uno, is obviously taking the dive for his boss. The New York Sun is screaming for a pardon before the real stuff comes out. "The haphazard, poorly planned and almost criminally executed occupation of Iraq" was a Wolfowitz-Douglas Feith plan, which most likely originated in Israel in 1996.

And there's more genteel mud-throwing on the books pages, where James Astill reviews George Packer's account of the war:

Its cheer-leaders were a motley lot: the "neo-cons", for whom liberal democracy would flourish in tyranny’s defeat; right-wing realists, thirsty for oil and jealous of Saddam Hussein’s weapons programmes; left-wing humanitarian interventionists, including Packer, a wise reporter for the New Yorker; and random opportunists and controversialists, like Christopher Hitchens, a bar-stool general, fighting militant Islam over a boozy lunch: "You want to be a martyr? I’m here to help."

UPDATE: Harry's Place notes the similarity between the Spectator's cover illustration and the New Statesman's notorious Star of David. Good point.

Comments

[Kia]

Andrew Sullivan once called Taki a "rancid old fascist." I always thought that was a great description of him. He certainly has a soft spot for the Wehrmacht. He's a dirty old lech who thinks he's morally superior because he has buckets of money.