Well the good news this morning is that the Jerusalem Post is reporting that the US will be ready to strike Iran with missiles and air raids by Good Friday. Lex has been for expanding our war on terror into Syria and/or Iran for some time. My preference has always been to lay waste to Damascus first. That remains my preference and even more so today. Even more today because Queen General Pelosi and a special contingent of lemming gasbags are in Damascus today to kiss Bashar Asad’s butt in spite of an administration warning to stay away. The Griffin puts it this way:
“I heard yesterday that [Pelosi] is headed to Syria. This all has a Hanoi-Jane feel to it. I wonder if she will stop at the marine barracks in Beirut to lay a wreath. Naaaa…she will be way too busy kissing the a** of the stone cold murderers of our troops. It really makes me sick.”
Indeed. I can hardly wait to see the picture of the Queen General, the skin of her face stretched tighter than a piece of extra cling Saran Wrap over a bowl of Jell-O from a fresh round of Botox, sitting behind a Syrian anti-aircraft gun. The first thing out of each of these gasbags’ mouths when they return will be that nobody can question their patriotism. Well, yes we can.
How hilarious would be for at the exact moment that the Queen General and the head of a state sponsor of terrorism are shaking hands and toasting their mutual loathing for President Bush while mugging for photographers in the palace gardens, US bombs and missiles are reducing the front of that very palace to rubble. The Queen General no doubt would look surprised in the pics. But that is the permanent and only possible expression on her face etched and frozen there by gallons of Botox over the years. Eyebrows raised in clownish fashion, skin around the eyes, cheeks and mouth pulled so tight, she reminds me of those pictures of the astronauts or a pilot in a centrifuge undergoing g-force training.
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