They must hate us fiercely in occupied Palestine, the Gaza Strip, scene of Jewish, this time, Lebensraum; in Lebanon they really must wonder how we, self-appointed Ambassadors of Democracy have sat still, for years, on Israeli blitzkrieg-atrocity; the Egyptians have been lectured by us for years that Hosni Mubarak, tyrant, bandit and gangster was a great man, this, only a few weeks ago was Hillary Trousers' gabshite refrain. In Iraq, we have distinguished ourselves with indiscriminate bombing, shooting, beating, torture and gangrape, we have seen, even here, in these inconsequential pages, Uncle Sam's helicoptering Wild Bunch shooting civilians to bits with their clever guns, whooping and hollering like Hollywood rodeo riders.
And it's not just the US; who can forget the unspeakable Geoff Hoon, since revealed for the cheap, poxy hustler that he always was, announcing that Iraqi women would thank him, one day - when they were as wise as he - for the death of their children; who can forget the wretched, dipso bullyboy, Alastair Campbell, all over the airwaves like a madman, inventing a cassus bellus, cooking up evidence, validated, in exchange for a promotion, by the shitbag John Scarlett. Michael Howard, the smirking, oilybastard hypocrite, nodded sagely at the need for fiery war on an innocent nation; the Internationaliste class warriors of NewLabour, marched through the lobbies in favour of WarCrime, their cheerleader the lumpy, gobby, greedy, shameless Supermum, Imelda Blair, already up to her cavernous Scouse kisser in Hindujah greed and graft, now sucking Satan's semen like a good 'un, a Haliburton babe, the filthy, racist baggage.
The fact that so many of these were, time after time re-elected, or remain, like Campbell, celebrated, suggests many have forgotten or more bleakly that many, most, didn't give a flying fuck. People applaud Campbell, on the telly, it's like post-war Germans applauding Goebbels.
Col. Muhamar Gaddafi, street fightin' man.
And best of all, who can forget, who, for God's sake, could invent the ruinous, antic, megalomania of the grinning, intellectually lopsided and morally counterfeit pretty, straight guy, himself. From his triumphant blanket acquittal of IRA massacres, tortures, embezzlement, racketeering, drug-running, arson, extortion - and calling it a Peace Process - to the welcoming, doubtless for an oliy post-retirement consideration, of the monster Gaddafi - Saddam Hussein had to go, Colonel Gaddafi had to stay, and be welcome at the top table;
SOMETIMES, Y'KNOW, COLONEL, SATAN COMES
AS A MAN OF PEACE.
NO SHIT, EFFENDI?
Blair's skewed and impenetrable bogus morality a mystery to all, save his employers, and they're the ones who count. Quite arbitrarily, one tyrant hangs and his country is holocausted, yet others enjoy billions of aid pounds and dollars to stash with those nice, neutral, high-priced Swiss cocksuckers, while they continue with starving and torturing their own. Realpolitik, is what the political shits call it, skating now, like whiny spoilt, speech-impaired prat, I'm Not Gay William Miscarriages Hague, on the thin ice of a regional popular uprising, not a fucking by-election in Richmond, not a lucratuive after-dinner speech to a bunch of drunken Rotarian wankers.
Too little, too late, from the gabshite marionettes of GlobaCorp. Ah, we knew all along that, ah, Mr Mubarak and Colonel Gaddafi were torturing you but we thought it was the, ah, best thing, considering our investments, you know, all men of the world.
People chide me here,sometimes. It's the economy that counts, the defecit, money makes the world go round, you're wrong, it's not really your cynical trickle-up scam, the few pennies of the poor being hoisted into the already bulging strongrooms of the rich, it's not really like that, we need the wealth creators, because otherwise we are too stupid to do things for ourselves. Aye, right. Tell it to the Libyans, the Egyptiansm the Tunisians, the Yemenis and please God , those under the lash of The House of Saud, worshipful brethren in crime to both the House of Bush and the House of Windsor.
Colonise it as they may try - the imbecile Cameron numpty-shirtsleeving hastily in Cairo, We can teach you all about seedy, stitched-up democracy, and Obama Wrongfoot sending democracy consultants whilst beggaring his own working class for his masters in Wall Street - spin it as they will, this is nothing short of a crisis of Global Capitalism, that it sparks and crackles in Arabia and Africa should make us wince here, at home; the new ragged trousered philanthropists, fretting dutifully, like scolded children, about an imbalance in Greed's profit and loss account.