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OC Register – Mark Steyn: There were two creeps in the men’s room. By MARK STEYN

Best line on this subject, by far:

I’ve no doubt Sen. Craig went to that bathroom looking for sex. Listen to the tape of his encounter with Sgt. Karsnia and then imagine, as National Review’s Jonah Goldberg suggested, how the conversation would go if Sens. McCain or Webb had been in that stall and were accused of brushing shoes with the flatfoot. Not being privy to the codes of the privy, it would take ‘em 15 minutes even to figure out what Sarge was accusing ‘em of and, when it became clear, the conversation would erupt in a blizzard of asterisks and, shortly thereafter, fists.

Oh, and second best line:

As it happens, I passed by the very same men’s room at the Lindbergh Terminal only a couple of months ago. I didn’t go in, however. My general philosophy on public restrooms was summed up by the late Derek Jackson, the Oxford professor and jockey, in his advice to a Frenchman about to visit Britain. “Never go to a public lavatory in London,” warned Professor Jackson. “I always pee in the street. You may be fined a few pounds for committing a nuisance, but in a public lavatory you risk two years in prison because a policeman in plain clothes says you smiled at him.”

Anyway, “Sarge”:

Just so. Sgt. Karsnia is paid by the police Department to sit in a stall in the men’s room all day, like a spider waiting for the flies.

Right, so Senator Craig accused him of entrapment on the tape, apparently (I haven’t listened to it). And, if you’re in the mood for gay sex in a bathroom, aren’t you more inclined to start tapping your foot if there’s some guy sitting in a stall all afternoon? Ah, but without the policeman sitting in the stall, someone else would take his place. So the policeman sitting in the stall is a deterrent? So can’t he just pull up a folding chair next to the sinks and read a magazine in full view (and uniform) all day?

Creepy.