Lame Ducking President

Considering the current mood of the world small comforts of tidings and joy are most welcome.
Just when Saturday Night Live was lamenting about no more Sarah Palin to prop up their ratings, an Iraqi journalist comes to the rescue and provides ample material for 2009.

George Bush is winding down his abysmal eight year tenure by making last round trips to beleaguered countries that have been at the butt end of an appalling foreign policy agenda. For the last two terms we have sadly come to know the man, the image and the body grammar.

The Tough Cowboy walk; his cheery wave, his bemused smirk, the stuttering splat of verbal delivery and the glazed look of a man with nothing between his ears that has provided us a Universe size of embarrassment.

And as the sensible people among us finally say good riddance and rejoice in the mental deleting process of the 43rd President, one can’t help luxuriate in the recent hilarity coming to our screens from Baghdad.
It was at a joint Press conference hosted by Iraqi President Nouri al Maliki that an Iraqi journalist unleashed a volley of sized ten shoes aimed at guess who? Yes, the two step cowering George Bush.

In the Arab world, throwing ones shoes at someone is the greatest of insults, and being called a dog isn’t exactly a harbinger of harmony. Of course this was lost on our gallant leader who later remarked he was unthreatened by such displays of displeasure.

It must be surmised that the sensible people of the world were in complete unison with this act of heroism and imagined it was they who were dispatching leather and lace.

It is rumored that the Olympic Committee are under great pressure to include this new discipline in 2012 London Games.

As to the journalist whereabouts ? he is probably being measured for his orange jump suit Gitmo bound, courtesy of Cheney Airways. Thankfully he might not have to stay long if President Elect Obama has his way.