I don't hate Murdoch or Brooks or any of them. I don't particularly want to see them punished. It's quite enough that their power has been taken away. They pull a lever and the gears no longer answer. That'll do. That hurts them enough.
Mainly I'm in love with history. And I particularly love those moments in the continuum when change speeds up and can be seen to be happening. This is one of them. There are no crowds on the streets, no blood is being split, but it's not an exaggeration to talk about a "British Spring". Ever since Mrs Thatcher handed Murdoch his power every top politician has danced attendance on him and bent their ideals and policies into line with the business interests of News Corps. Murdoch has made the weather in Britain for 30 years. And suddenly his power has been broken. Just like that. And all because a minion in a far-off corner of his empire did something that made people feel sick.
People will look back on these events and wonder about them. How could such a person- not even a British citizen- have become so powerful? How come he maintained that power for so long? And they'll marvel at the suddenness of the fall.
It's a tremendous story.
An epoch in British history has come to an end. The landscape is changing as we watch. A great newspaper has disappeared, two police chiefs have resigned, a government reels.