UGH, THE SMELL OF IT

I don't think there's much chance that Tupac Shakur's murder could have been the work of militant Christian vigilantes intent on rubbing out the most prominent corrupters of American youth. After all, nobody has taken a shot at Calvin Klein.

Producers whose movies have been denounced as degenerate by Bob Dole move freely about, often on their way to Democratic fund raisers. So do publishers who increased their bids on Dick Morris' book after the Star recorded his unfortunate foot fault. So do newspaper barons whose tabloids milked the Morris case for thousands of headlines, none of which, I feel compelled...