I watched another Mel Brooks movie last night, then heard and read about the NY and LA Times' little traitorous escapade this morning. This is the kind of thing they must sing in the editorial offices there:

Bush anxiety --- when victory’s near
Bush anxiety --- it’s this that we fear:
We’re so afraid he’ll win - the world will get sore,
We expose state secrets, but we want to do more!

Bush anxiety --- it’s always the same
Bush anxiety ---- it’s him that we blame
It’s very clear to us, the US must lose!
Bush anxiety --- we choose!

Guess which movie it was.