It's perfectly, delightfully absurd to have Little Lord Obama, the Deuxième Dauphin, sniping at Iran's government for its democratic failings given the half-assed plebiscitory dictatorships America has thus far installed to the right of them and to the left of them. Such blithe hypocrisy is America's favorite dance step, and I am neither surprised nor the type to lament the inevitable damage to our . . . our what? Our legitimacy? Our standing? Our brand? Ever thus to deadbeats. And yet somehow one feels like . . . parents who, having discovered the teenager's pot stash, both punishes the poor boy and keeps the pot for themselves.