As someone who has, for the better part of what passes for his adulthood, been employed by "the gummint" in various capacities, I can attest to the inefficiencies and general incompetence of top-heavy bureaucracies. Every now and then, however, the dog manages to wag its own tail rather than the other way around, and accomplishes something perfect. Schadenfreude, vengeance, blood lust satisfied, call it what you will; today I, and I'm sure countless others, revel in the death of a truly evil man. Yes, one even more so than James Patrick Tressel.