Rot in hell, Ken Lay

Ken Lay, despite his whimpering, is guilty as sin, and should have been dragged out of that courtroom in chains, babbling like a baby; I am positive that his thousands of ex-employees would gladly have stoned him on his way out the back door, and gleefully helped throw him into a Black Mariah, then volunteered to push it all the way to the Federal Correctional Complex in Beaumont, Texas, or better yet, a SuperMax anywhere.

Unfortunately, his sharkskin-suited superlawyers will argue that he be allowed to play golf at a resort like Beaumont, but odds are that he won't be that lucky, because the tennis courts have been closed.

But the best of all possible worlds would be for him to have Cheney or Bush as his bunkie.