Ignorant Idiot Man
Due to my seeming inability to secure a
full-time job commensurate with my experience in
this tight job market, I feel like an ignorant
idiot man. But if you believe Iraqi foreign
minister Naji Sabri, President Bush is the real
"ignorant idiot man." At least that's what Sabri
called him today. "While we were building
civilization here in Iraq," he added, "people in
America were living like animals." That may be a
somewhat accurate, if highly oversimplified, view
of ancient history, but it certainly doesn't
represent modern society. If anything, the reverse
is true today. Modern America represents the best
of what civilization can offer, and in some ways
Iraqis are living like animals—at least in the
sense that the vast majority are oppressed by a
rabid alpha male.
At this late stage, we've heard everything from
reasoned
debates to suicidal
bravado. But little now can be said to stop a
preemptive attack by the U.S., unless Saddam
Hussein gets on the phone and gives President Bush
his best John Denver impression:
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go,
I'm standing here outside my door,
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.
There's so many times I've let you down,
So many times I've played around,
I'll tell you now they don't mean a thing.
I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when
I'll be back again.
Oh Bush, I hate to go....
Unfortunately, Saddam seems to be more a fan of
Twisted Sister ("I Wanna Rock!") than John Denver.
It seems pretty certain at this point that the only
jet planes to visit Baghdad in the near future will
likely be dropping off, not picking up.
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