And isn't it ironic ... don't ya think?

And over at the Blogging Tories, we have an overwhelming, collective, smug satisfaction that the drunken dumbasses who used the National War Memorial as a urinal have been identified and are apologizing.

Now there's a novel idea -- when you're busted having done something unspeakably asinine, standing up, taking responsibility and doing that mea culpa, mea maxima culpa thing without reservation.

So when exactly do we start?