OBSERVATIONS ON THE NORTH KOREA FUROR

One has only to blow up to poster size, the color photo of Madeline Halfbright and the dictator with the bad hair, as they smile with glistening pearly whites and touch glasses filled with celebratory champaign, to gauge the nonsense being thrown around about the far east fireworks we observed recently.  The Clinton lady has been running about all over the place lately, pontificating on one of the bigger disasters she propagated during her “service” as our Sec of State. Somehow, this thing, whatever it is, is Bush’s fault. You know: like The Hurricane-Global warming that isn’t-Aids-Euro socialist distain for the U.S.-Islamofacist hate for us and blah blah blah.

With Sandy Burglar, of stuff it in your pants fame, occasionally at her side, she is every where at once getting face time for her nonsensical ravings. Having in the past declared the bad haired one sane and interested in our Academy Award process and further having embraced one of many of Jimmy Carter’s, of attacking rabbit fame, masterpieces of anti-American diplomacy, she now plays CYA. What did Goebbels once say: Tell a lie often enough it becomes truth. The lady has (at least) 2 goals as she floods cable and other news. She must shout loud enough to drown out any voice that might ask her embarrassing questions about borderline criminal conduct of the affairs of state viz the little dictator. And, she hopes the dopes will marvel at the pearls of wisdom she mouths.

Against the direct request of The President at the time, Bill Clinton, Jimmy went off on one of his kissy face travels to hug one of the dictators who hate the U.S. As he typically does while away from American soil he commiserated with the Korean Communist and remonstrated in favor of being nice to our enemy. Communications of that time are replete with Carter’s effort to explain away the dictators belligerence while throwing in alledged examples of our shameful treatment of this nice man. Clinton, as usual busy with other matters, went for Jimmys dodge and the result was celebrated with that clinking of glasses. Yet Ms Halfbright now has the gall to bloviate on what we should do now. The brass of  the likes of her and other architects of  America's hoped for defeat, shines like a newly polished spitoon. The very moroons: Jimmy, Halfbright, Burglar et al who gave us this mess in the first place, with their admiration for the dictator, are shouting the loudest for us to do something. Whether it's to bomb the insane one(which would kill his captive people in droves); or kiss the lower portion of the dictator's anatomy or just talk with him (about what is the great mystery), their voices are raised in a high pitched squeal. Their transparent strategy to divert attention from their many screw-ups is reminiscent of Criminal Defense Attorneys I used to joust with in muder trials. Especially those with clients guilty as hell on the face of things. They yelled a lot!