I've never been a fan of Bill O'Reilly, but I'm warming to him after he told Al Franken to shut up. Franken looked a little bemused, but his idea of a snappy answer didn't sound so snappy in the face of naked hostility. Pat Schroeders rictus never faded, but she and Molly Ivins were both silenced, as well. When you think of yourself as witty and funny because people who like Michael Moore laugh and nod at your wry observations, it may come as a shock that a lot more people think you're just a moron.

O'Reilly had obviously been chafing from having to listen to the other three, and when he finally had enough, he told Franken to shut up. It was like a rottweiler who's had enough of modelling sweaters for the lady's club and decides to bite somebody. It's regrettable but totally understandable.

Pat Schroeders rictus never faded.