Reshuffling the deck chairs on the National Review cruise: "And, one morning on the deck, I discover Kenneth Starr, looking like he has stepped out of a long-forgotten 1990s newsreel. His face is round and unlined, like that of an immense, contented baby. As I stare at it, all my repressed bewilderment rises, and I ask: Mr. Starr, do you feel ashamed that, while Osama bin Laden was plotting to murder nearly 3,000 American citizens, you brought the government to a standstill over a few consensual blow-jobs?
He smiles through his teeth and says, in his soft, somnambulant voice, 'I am entirely at rest with the process. The House of Representatives worked its will, the Senate worked its will, the chief justice of the United States presided. The constitutional process worked admirably.' It's an oddly meek defense, and, the more I challenge him, the more legalistic he becomes, each answer a variation on, 'It wasn't my fault.'"
This is puritanism in its purest form: concerned about "sin" while the real issues that cause pain and suffering in our world -- the real world -- are ignored.