Mess O' Patamia

I don't think the English have much to be proud of as far as breakfast goes, bangers and mash and all that jazz.  Here's one.  What do the French call French fries?  Fries,  Actually frites, but frites is French for fries.

Mess 'O Patamia the Nat Lamp used to call it.  That was even before the Iraq war,  I think it was way back when we were trying to set up some kind of peace plan between the Israelis and the Palestinians.  Now that the Palestinian's inept allies are broken and fighting each other the Israelis are moving into the West Bank with no constraints.

And we are now, well we were in Iraq, but after the big baby's latest adventure they are voting to kick us out, but now the big baby is threatening sanctions if they try, or maybe he is going to make them pay for a base we built there, and that's not likely to happen so maybe we will have to, I dunno, go in there and take their oil, that's something big baby has wanted to do for some time.

And now we are waiting for the Irani shoe to drop.  Could be anywhere, anytime, anyhow, and we just sit and wait with our current handful of troops very vulnerable.  So was this the plan dreamed up in Mar A Largo?  We'll just kill this general and then we'll see what happens?  Didn't any of those clowns ask, and then what?  Probably not, they were all too busy trying to nod their heads harder than the guy next to them.  Not that it mattered, the whole concept of what next is way beyond the big baby's comprehension.

Actually he does have sort of a plan, he has a list of 52 targets to hit after Iran hits him back.  Some of them cultural sites that would make it a war crime, but pshaw with war crimes, we are in a new era.  And of course we would have to hit them harder than they hit us which would have to be harder than we hit them in the first place.  Am I missing something or is this leading us directly to war?

War with Iran, war with Iraq, the Saudis and the Russkies couldn't be happier.  Oh and did I add that our brave troops will be led by the wise private Bone Spurs whose military prowess is the greatest anybody has ever seen.  Everybody says that.