It would be undignified to enjoy reading this too much. But we have to have our little pleasures in life, don't we?
The title, in itself causes some amusement: "Lord Snotty, his titanic ego and the strange case of a missing title."
The vision of a blue-collar Chicago jury ploughing its way through verbose emails from Conrad Black and the details of Barbara Amiel's "$60,000 birthday party...handbags, jogging gear and opera tickets" is a rare delight.
The question is: "Should we enjoy the spectacle of this trial?"
The answer must be: "Oh, go on then."