Steyn is such a hack. The Crucible is filled with memorable lines ("I may speak my heart, I think."; "You have taken my soul. Leave me my name!").

I was in the play in high school and college. I played Deputy Governor Danforth both times and still remember most of my lines. My favorite is this bit of warped jurisprudence from Danforth:

In an ordinary crime how does one defend the accused? One calls up witnesses to prove their innocence. But witchcraft is, ipso facto, on its face and by its nature, an invisible crime, is it not. Therefore who may possibly be witness to it? The witch and the victim. None other. Now we cannot hope the witch will accuse herself; granted? Therefore, we must rely upon her victims--and they do testify, the children certainly do testify. As for the witches, none will deny that we are most eager for their confessions.

Arthur Miller will be studied for years, long after Mark Steyn is forgotten for being such a partisan hack that he only drew the line at waxing rhapsodic about the color, bouquet and texture of George Bush's stools.