Should we enjoy Mr Black's trial?

It would be undignified to enjoy reading this too much. But we have to have our little pleasures in life, don't we?

The title, in itself causes some amusement: "Lord Snotty, his titanic ego and the strange case of a missing title."

The vision of a blue-collar Chicago jury ploughing its way through verbose emails from Conrad Black and the details of Barbara Amiel's "$60,000 birthday party...handbags, jogging gear and opera tickets" is a rare delight.

The question is: "Should we enjoy the spectacle of this trial?"

The answer must be: "Oh, go on then."