They said it was for our country, for vaccine . . . But I think they use it for something else.
Barack Obama has often professed his willingness and even apparent eagerness to sit down with Iran’s president Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, affectionately known across the blogosphere as Monkey Man, to ruminate expressively on the common ground. Of course, anyone in possession of a worldview even millimeters short of psychotic realizes that the only such commonality with Monkey Man and his minions can be solely on the battleground. If you can’t see that the sawed-off little tough guy is feverishly preparing for war you just aren’t paying much attention.
Whether vociferously threatening to erase Israel from the map or lyrically prophesying a wondrous world without Israel or the US; whether enriching uranium or testing long-range ballistic missiles; whether magnanimously promising to dig three hundred twenty thousand fresh graves for American troops or boldly addressing the UN on US soil in alarmingly apocalyptic terminology, Ahmadinejad rattles his saber and sharpens his rhetoric admittedly more for Iranian internal consumption rather than for us. His message is cryptic to Obama but is simple and clear to his Persian countrymen, who are urged to prepare the way for the return of the Imam Mahdi, Islam’s eschatological savior, who is expected to appear during a time of unprecedented strife, warfare, and persecution by the infidels or unbelievers—that is, us.
And so Ahmadinejad, the ayatollahs, the mullahs, and the Revolutionary Guard prepare for war while Utopian socialists muse about dialog and the common ground. That the Iranian mullahcracy may welcome war, may expect war, may want war—indeed, may pray for war—has not even occurred to Obama and the far left, despite the myriad clues to the big picture that Iran sprinkles like Hansel’s breadcrumbs. One such crumb almost went unnoticed last week, amid the media frenzy over the missile tests, when it was revealed that Iran is likely performing biological experiments on endangered primates, and if you thought they were endangered before, just imagine how the monkeys must feel now that Monkey Man has his hands on them!
It seems the Vervet monkeys, or simply Vervets, that the Iranians have been purchasing on the black market are a bit small for the ostensible purpose of vaccine testing, and not surprisingly Iranian opposition groups have identified the testing facility as a biological weapons lab. I’d tell you to cover your ears for protection from the deafening roar by the animal rights folks, one of the larger and more vocal constituencies of the liberal left, except they haven’t even heard about this story from the American media. Of course they won’t hear about it, and they couldn’t care less if they heard. After all, we need to respect other cultures, and above all we must make peace with them.
Good luck with that. Obama can talk turkey with the Iranian leadership till Kingdom Come and it won’t dissuade them or slow them down one bit. In the Shia worldview, war against the seemingly indomitable big boys is just this side of Islam’s eternal salvation. Ahmadinejad and the Shia clerics want war badly and, under the coming Mahdi, they intend to become over-achievers at it. This is what a top Shia cleric meant just the other day when he warned about the consequences of Israeli or American aggression against Iran:
The enemy must realize that we have excelled in the fields of science, industry, technology, and military.
He forgot to add “theocracy,” but he got most of it right as it pertains to the high-horsepower war machine Iran is constructing with a little uranium, some rocket fuel, and a few score Vervet monkeys. Each day that the West covers its eyes to avoid gazing on naked evil, Iran grows more powerful. Engaging the Iranians in talks only gives them time and opportunity to grease the wheels while we aren’t looking.
And what exactly would Presidents Obama and Ahmadinejad talk about anyway? Almost every official statement emanating from Iran has a characteristically Baghdad Bob ring to it. Talking with the Iranians would resemble nailing Jell-O to the wall. The same cleric quoted above had the swollen stones to claim with a straight face that Iran “has neither invaded any country nor threatened any state.” You might want to ask the Israelis what they think of that claim. This sort of dissimulating, self-righteous posturing doesn’t hold out much hope for meaningful dialog. Quite brazenly and mendaciously, His Ayatollahness actually alleged that “in the past three decades, the Islamic Republic has proven its high regard for international regulations . . .”
I don’t suppose he was thinking of, say, for example, the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species.



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Are we on the same brain wave or what, Haid! I am working on an essay about the rise of absurdism as the new religion. If the Iranians don’t want to test the Vervets, I’m sure there are plenty of Kurds and Yazidis to fulfill their genocidal needs. I mean, really, there aren’t enough Saturday people in the world, and when you run out of them, you pretty much have to turn to others. Ultimately, I think that redheads are going to be third or maybe fourth on the list of people who are responsible for all the world’s problems, after Jews, Women, Christians, Bahais, Redheads, Blacks, Sunnis, Shiites, all Others not deemed sufficiently Muslim…you know how it goes when you start the whole genocidal grinders going. It’s just a furnace that keeps belching for more and more grist in the mill.
We really are living in historical times. Someone should be writing this all down.
Haider, have you listened to the audio Captcha? It is freaky deaky weird, sir.
My you’re up and at it awfully early, Scherzo.
Somehow, I think we ARE writing it all down.
And yes, we’re on the same wavelength: You’re mad with teen children and I’m mad with teen grandchildren.
I’ll try to catch the audio clip later, but right now it’s off to work that actually pays, albeit meagerly.
I’ll be by your spot this evening after I help Jack celebrate his thirty-somethingth birthday.
Wish Jack a Happy thirtysomethingth birthday, Haid. See ya round later. I will try to find something more soothing for the jangled nerve endings. Have fun making your buck two-ninety-eight.
Thanks, Scherzo. Hanging around with Haid makes me feel so much younger.
Haid, do you mean to write an article lambasting Bush for the decision to meet with Monkey Man? It’s funny that no sooner did you post this piece than the news announced upcoming talks with the Iranians. As a proud conservative, I am nevertheless unsettled by the announcement.
GTG, time for b-day cake!
Scherzo–How do you know my salary?
Jack–Stupid is as stupid does. Meeting with the Iranian nutballs anywhere except the battlefield is just as stupid for Bush as it would be for Obama, maybe more so.
As Scherzo says, we live in historic times.
I like the new banner, too, Haid. as for knowing what your income is, I think it’s out-go vs. income, actually. Thus an arbitrary number of meaningfulless importance.
You have ROTATING banners? Dude, you are most awesome!
It’s ALL outgoing, Scherzo. As for the banners, all I can say is LOL!
You just noticed, eh? You haven’t read my Terms of Use page (see bottom). There are sixteen randomly displayed headers in all, cropped by yours truly from high-quality photographs. I have some new ones, but I haven’t gotten around to uploading them yet. Since the randomizing code isn’t a true RNG, which would be overkill for a modest number of graphics, one might have to refresh (or go to an internal page or post) several dozen times to see them all, as you’ll get plenty of repeats along the way. A number of the graphics are absolutely stunning.
I’ve been toying with the idea of creating a photo gallery of my favorite Islamic art, when I’d be able to display the full, uncropped images. We’ll see.
Eventually I intend to switch themes, and then I’ll have to re-crop all the images anyway, which is why I’m putting off deploying the new graphics. I figure I have plenty of time.
The jihad ain’t goin’ nowhere.
I know at Discarded Lies and LGF there are some hilarious rotating titles. My favorites are: Are Saudi Women allowed to drive Jews into the sea? and Declear the Crudase! Democracy, Sexy, Whiskey!
My personal favorites are, “lgf: those who are tardy don’t get fruit cup!” and “lgf: this space unintentionally left blank.” LOL. I do code my blog and each post with metadata titles, e. g., this post is titled “See no evil,” but the title bar shows “Iran conducting biological tests on endangered monkeys.” When I noticed what LGF was doing, I thought it was really cool and I set myself to figuring out how to replicate it. But then I learned a lot more about SEO, and I don’t think it’s a very good idea, because that metadata is what gets crawled by Google and produces search results. My guess is not a lot of folks are searching online for fruit cups, and those who are (fruit loops?) are maybe not the folks you want visiting.
Now of course Charles, unlike a lot of big time bloggers, is extremely tech savvy and highly skilled at a number of presentation techniques, but he doesn’t really have to worry about being found by searchers using the various engines. He has traffic coming out the wazoo anyway, no matter what he does.
I have to be a little more straightforward.
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