Bhutto's Oxford and Harvard chums

I was not going to say anything about Benazir Bhutto's assasination. Pakistan's a messed-up country and her death makes it no more and no less messed up. What's been interesting though is all the columnists that mention some meeting or the other with her at Harvard or at Oxford. Just when I thought I was the only one who'd noticed, comes this neat takeoff on the oxford-harvard fools:

The last time I saw her it was over drinks at the Pierre. I sipped a Tom Collins. She was feeling reckless, and downed three Jell-O shooters. "Oh, Pooh Bear," she said. "Pakistan has such a long and troubled history. Maybe I should have listened to Charlie Rose and taken that job at Google." Nonsense, I replied. The credit belongs to she who is in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat.

She was a corrupt, opportunistic leader who came to power through feudal politics. Once in power, she supported the Taliban and it was her government that was shopping nukes to everyone from Libya to North Korea.  Yet, all these idiots:

  Peter Galbraith, Roger Cohen, Robert Novak, David Ignatius, Arnaud deBorchgrave, and Mark Steyn.

 decide to relive their college encounters with her?