Sniffle, Snap, or: It's My Party and I'll Cry if I Want To

It's nice to be reminded once in a while what counts for "leadership."

Taking questions Friday at an hourlong farewell to Pentagon employees, Rumsfeld became emotional and wiped his nose as he reviewed his tenure and accomplishments.

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There also were moments of vintage Rumsfeld, when he was not the battered figure who has become a symbol of a strategy gone wrong in Iraq, but the jaunty defense secretary whose verbal sparring once made his news conferences Washington's most entertaining show.

When a young military aide interrupted to say there was time for one more question, Rumsfeld shot back: "I'll decide if it's the last question."