I’m still Saddam from Iraq
I’ve got a body-double
So I don’t get shot
--From one of the myriad parodies of Jennifer Lopez’ Jenny From The Block
The world got its first view in seven months of deposed Iraq President Saddam Hussein on the news this morning. Watching him point his pen at his interviewers had all the entertainment value of watching a stick being poked at a caged lion, that is to say, none at all.
Thinner, older-looking and sporting a gray beard--which contrasted curiously with his jet-black hair--Hussein was the very model of a deposed totalitarian: still-defiant, arrogant and angry. And why shouldn’t he be angry? He had it all: money, power, palaces, women (no doubt), weapons, all acquired at such little cost; just a few hundred thousand corpses of his countrymen and a little payola from the UN. Now it’s all down the tubes, courtesy of that “criminal,” George W. Bush. I’d be PO’d, too, if I were him and didn’t have a conscience. (Question: are deposed presidents still properly referred to as “President So-and-so?” If so, then, yes, Saddam Hussein is correct, he’s President of Iraq, just not the sitting one.)
What a charming old man!
