Thursday, September 02, 2004With Us Or Against Us... With Us Or Against Us... With Us Or Against Us...
The newest terrorist-cuddling Frenchmen on the block are, apparently, our closest allies. If Blair remains silent on the matter, I'll take it as an admission that he's really regretting ever taking up with Dubya; it might restore a bit of my faith in the fundamental sanity of British government. And without sanity, really, what else have they got going for them? (Heh... I kid because I love.)
The next step, of course, would be the demonization of all things English, a sudden total amnesia regarding Britain's support, and the reappearance of the long-forgotten third verse of the national anthem:
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out of their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave'
From the terror of flight and the gloom of the grave
Be on the lookout for nationwide boycotts of English muffins and "Are You Being Served?" reruns, coming soon. |