Parsons

Sully reminds me of the first line of 1984:

"It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen"

Meet the modern form of cretin, David Rivkin:

"The conclusions (the) memos reach -- that the specific interrogation techniques used by the CIA did not constitute torture -- are eminently reasonable."

Parsons was Winston’s fellow-employee at the Ministry of Truth. He was a fattish but active man of paralysing stupidity, a mass of imbecile enthusiasms—one of those completely unquestioning, devoted drudges on whom, more even than on the Thought Police, the stability of the Party depended.