Beautiful and sad.

I note that you too remember Mme Clinton's "We came, we saw, he died" [uproarious laughter] about Gaddafi being murderer by having a knife shoved up his ass.

This story from 1951 still manages to be shocking and relevant and a good read. When I read it for the first time when I was a kid, I simply didn't understand it, but the writing was good. I read it again a few years later, I was about 12, and I was appalled at the moral implications. Now I think it's one for the ages.