Saddam Hussein was hung a few days ago. I know it’s a bit late on the ball but I’ve been enjoying all the lazy time I can. My take on the matter: Good! He was shown as much compassion as those whom he killed. The Iraqi-American exiles don’t seem to mind either.
My bets on the next dictator to go is “President-For-Life” of Cuba Fidel Castro. He hasn’t been looking that good lately and has “temporarily” ceded power to his brother Raul who himself at 70-something is not exactly a spring chicken. Rumor has it that Fidel has terminal cancer though though his spokesperson has said he stomach problems or something. Whatever he has, it can be guaranteed that as soon as news of his death breaks the streets of Miami will be going apeshit in celebration as the last dictator in the Western world is relieved of duty.
The ironic part about all of this is that I’m spending the evening at a place that celebrates revolutionary chic and has pictures of Castro and Mao all over the place. I try not to roll my eyes too much. Especially at the cockass in the Che shirt who thought “The Motorcycle Diaries” was an accurate protrayal. Just saying.