For the last couple of months, I've been engaging in an internal debate about schadenfreude, and wondering if it was ever justified. As indicated by the title of this post, this has been most frequently when I've thought about Durham D.A. Mike Nifong, who turned a false accusation of rape, gross violations of civil rights and, based on what I've seen, possibly several aspects of criminal law, and race-baiting into a successful reelection campaign. If there has ever been a man who truly, desperately deserved what was coming to him, not only for the harm he did to three innocent, upstanding young men but the harm he did to his city and the entire U.S. judicial system, it is Mike Nifong. Throughout my internal debates, I've finally reached a conclusion: I don't give a flying FUCK whether or not it's ethical to delight in Mike Nifong's suffering. I'll do so anyway, because he so richly deserves anything that's likely to happen to him. One of my many regrets is that Henry Rollins won't be there to serenade the 'Fong with a song that so eloquently expresses what exactly landed this rogue prosecutor in trouble. Enjoy the video.