Turn Out The Lights...

Henry Kissinger

I’ve never really been much of a fan of this individual. I believe he’s one of the soulless ones who walk among us. If Henry had worked the ovens at Auschwitz there probably wouldn’t be a kosher deli in the world today. Heartless, cruel and efficient; he was the enforcer during the Nixon years in the White House.

It was never a good thing when Henry came to call. If things weren’t going the way America wanted them to go when he left your country the bombs would fall. We’re not talking one or two smart bombs either. Back in those days it was carpet bombing from wave after wave of B-52 bombers that filled the skies above like angels of death. Oh yeah, war was not so pretty in those days. The bombs fell like rain and with the same degree of accuracy.

Why am I writing about Mr. Kissinger? It is because in his last ditch effort to salvage some sort of victory condition in Iraq George W. Bush has been calling upon all of the ancient ones of evil for suggestions and ideas on what to do.

Yes, I have seen faces in the White House that I thought would never see the light of the political arena again. It is like watching an H.P. Lovecraft story unfolding before my eyes as foul priests of darkness gather together to call forth the Demon Cthulhu.

Of all the silken-tongued-oily ones’ who are gathering around our embattled president there is one thing I can say on Mr. Kissinger’s behalf. He may be the most evil of the assembled priests but, he tells it like it is. When he says, “There is no achievable military victory possible in Iraq.” You can bank on it.

I tend to think that when President Bush sat down to talk with Henry Kissinger the conversation went something like this.

George: “Thanks for coming uncle Henry. Things have turned pretty ugly in Iraq and I don’t know what to do.”

Kissinger: “First off, let me say that if you were my son I’d have already killed you with my bare hands. Thanks to the thoroughness of your Marine guards you will still be alive when I leave here today. You are a fool who has shamed America with your stupidity.”

George: “I can still fix it! There’s got to be a way to fix things. Tell me what to do and I’ll do it!”

Kissinger: “You have lost. There is no achievable military victory in Iraq. Pray there are no nuclear weapons in Iran. Hope that Syria does not send Hezbollah assassins to find you. Go back to the farm in Crawford, Texas and never show your face to the world of men again.”

George: “No, it can’t end like this! I’m a hero! The American people love me. Look, there’s a picture of me with a fireman and the flag. MOMMIE!”

Kissinger: “Send in the angels of death, George. Let them feel the might of your anger. Carpet Bagdad with your righteous wrath! Destroy them, destroy them all!”

It’s finished people.

“Turn out the lights, the party’s over. They say that all good things must end. Turn out the lights, the party’s over. “

Cut and be done...

Get out of Iraq.

End The War Now!

Bring Our Troops Home.