Archive for October, 2008

Kings from the East…. Part One….

October 2, 2008

There were three Kings into the east,

Three kings both bold and high,

And they have sworn a solemn oath,

Uncle Sam should die.

 

 

 

MAHMOUD THE MARIONETTE.

Grinning like a chimpanzee just extracted from a vat of caffeine, Mahmoud the Marionette, descendant of Armenian carpet sewers from a dusty, decaying Iranian outpost, moved front and centre at the UN last week. Most of the world, used to Mahmoud’s tirades, and sympathetic to any primate likely to have his hands cut off if he doesn’t tow the party line, listened little…

Not us, however. Our fascination with the Persian poison Dwarf reached crescendo level, when, instead of sending Mahmoud back east on his magic carpet, he was invited onto the Larry King show. Mr King, three stints in jail and five wives to the good, giving him a definite morality edge, proceeded to grill Mahmoud on his holocaust denial.. Yes, not Iran’s switch to Euros, or floating of US treasuries,,,,,,, on his holocaust denial……….

Most people who understand Sharia law, and it’s consequences, know that Mahmoud does as he’s instructed. No Mahdi he, Mahmoud is one of the wretched Persian pols artificially elevated to political office, on the condition that when his centre string is pulled, he nods.

And nod he does, Mahmoud’s jangling hands, reminiscent of a Tetley tea commercial, are only outdone by his gaudy sense of style. If I see Mahmoud in one more sallow-brown jacket, I’m gonna buy shares in Asian dye companies…

Our strange fascination with Mahmoud is ridiculous, he’s not a popular guy anywhere, even back in Tehran, and if he gets out of line, his handlers, the mullahs, will quickly dispatch him off to see the Twelfth Imam…

What the rest of the world realizes only to well, is that Mahmoud is a toy, a convincing realistic one, true, but, he’s not real….Only Americans take Mahmoud seriously…..

 This may seem amusing, but, not wishing to take a cynical turn  the rest of world also knows, Hank the Plank is not a marionette, you tell me who’s more dangerous…..….

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The Sounds of Silence.

October 1, 2008

Now there’s a tune, and , my favorite line “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, tenement halls……

Where I came from, we had neither, the words of the prophets, and, the conquests of local teenage boys were carved into trees, etched on gravestones…Sounds corny, but , it’s different in Alaska too.

In the land of the Snow Queen, frostbite comes quickly, so, no carving, just spray paint and underpasses. On one such underpass is sprayed, in blood red paint, “I did S.P, Oct 1982″….

Well, well, well… naughty Sarah, she must have skipped rice pudding that night, sneaking through the snow drifts with Todd the Rod, At least I’m assuming it was he, if it weren’t, some nasty, grease smelling oiler may be about to appear, claiming his prize.

So, all’s okay until the other night when I hear the Snow Queen, starchy as a matron, babbling on about the proximity of Russia to her state…. Of course, I thought, the Snow Queen’s right, P in Cyrillic is R, It wasn’t our Sarah gettin’ shafted under the bascule span, it must have been Hilary with a Russian boy !!!!!!!!!!

Whoa, Russia is soooooo close to Alaska, how dare they be sneakin’ in like that to plunder our virgins…We need Sarah and her Seal gun, she’ll give you twenty roubles for a rod…………