Ak's post below reminded me of Harold Pinter, one of the letter writers to the guardian. His contribution,

Dear President Bush,

I'm sure you'll be having a nice little tea party with your fellow war criminal, Tony Blair. Please wash the cucumber sandwiches down with a glass of blood, with my compliments.
Harold Pinter
Playwright

That Harry Pinter. Don't forget your HAZ-MAT suits if you go there long. Oh by the way, a strange similarity I happened to notice,

Harry.

And a close relative.

Truth is sometimes stranger than fiction. Stuck up mock intellectuals are the strangest of all. Half his website is devoted to glowing reviews by groveling toadies, the other half devoted to his own glowing reviews of himself, his life and his glorious works, of which not one in twenty people can name more than one.

This guy should marry a mirror.

UPDATE--

I have sinned, insulted the kingdom of rats, and those who care for them. I officially and formally apologise to the good LC Victor. Now put down the torchs,....

I'll be good,............for a while anyway.