Iran and the United States of America: World Alert

Fright Wing: Two Imbeciles Face off While a Third Waits in the Wings

I am forced to interrupt my Ontario Canada election coverage for an urgent world bulletin.

U.S. "President" George W. Bush, a would-be Dictator and Iranian "President" Mahmoud Ahmadinejad a would-be Dictator, are playing a dangerous game of chicken poker with the rest of us as potential victims. Both are playing with different decks of cards and both decks are a few cards short. Neither understands the other’s language or religion and both are as inarticulate as sharks during a feeding frenzy on some hapless foreign tourist in Florida or on an Iranian beach.

Neither player has the confidence of the majority of his people…and each one invokes God as his protector and sponsor.

As I said in a previous post, Poor God. I would add here – poor People.

Bush won’t let Ahmadinejad lay a memorial wreath  at Ground Zero, when the Iranian visits New York next week. And the Iranian insists on referring to Bush as the leader of a country he calls The Great Satan. Both men are insulting the vast majority of their own people with their thoughtless and reckless rhetoric. Both men seem to feed on and regurgitate an endless pondscum  of insults and carefully crafted slogans, which one imagines are thought up by their syncophantic underlings.

Apparently neither leader has a clue about just how pathetic and empty they both appear.

Iranians know though. And so do Americans. And – are you listening Georgie? And you…Mahmoodie, are YOU listening?…the rest of the world knows too! In fact, Everybody knows – even your so-called "admirers".

Meanwhile the Israeli Prime Minister, Ehudi Olmerti, who just dropped a few bombs on Syria  -(nobody seems to know exactly why yet), stands by – with his rather shaky finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

It’s transparently apparent that these three, who might be called "The Axis of Insanity", have no regard whatsoever for those of us commoners, who have no bomb shelters to hide in and no shields against their hubris.

Surely to Mohammed, Christ, Buddah and the rest – it’s time for decent citizens of the world to stand up and issue a trumpet call for this wicked trio to stand down.

The whole wide world is burning with a great and insatiable desire for peace for the protection of children and for some measure of ordinary love for one another; and yet these men speak only of war, of death, destruction and hatred.

If they only knew how naked they really are. 

These men, (notice they’re all men), are – as Leonard Cohen sings, Natural Born Killers and what none of them realize is, that the rest of us all Know it.

Please read along with Leonard’s song: and think about the lyrics

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you’ve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you’ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it’s now or never
Everybody knows that it’s me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you’ve done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe’s still pickin’ cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it’s moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there’s gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you’re in trouble
Everybody knows what you’ve been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it’s coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows