h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

The Carnegie Endowment for International Peace, on the current U.S. administration: “a menace to itself and to mankind”

"Are they are..." sh*t, another typo...sigh...

I was really hoping and praying that Dorothy's house would fall on 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, DC at just the right moment in the history of "Western Civilization" (quotes added to help in suspending disbelief) so that we could all stop singing, "Give war a chance" and start singing,

"Ding Dong! The Bush is dead.
Which old Bush?
The Wicked Bush!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Bush is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Bush is dead.
He's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below - below.
Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh,
sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Bush is dead!"

I just knew there was a reason he reminded me of Dobby the House Elf.

Checks copyright
*clears throat*

Fixin to Die Rag, grovelling apologies to Country Joe & the Fish

Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself all out of whack
Way over yonder in old Iraq
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a Jack,
Next stop is old Iraq;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get towel heads ?
The only good Ay rab is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a jack,
Next stop is ol Iraq;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Huh!
Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the nuke,
They drop it on the down town Souk.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a jack,
Next stop is old Iraq.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to old Iraq.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is old Iraq
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

"Are they are"?...You're beginning to write like a Chinese immigrant instead of an Irish one.

I feel it's time for somebody to say something crass and moronic (and who better than me...or president Bush, come to think of it), this topic is becoming very one sided (much like the conflict). So here goes:

Bomb the bastards! Kill them all and made the whole of the middle east into a glass floored, self lighting, parking lot! Hooyah!...urf urf urf!

There! Now can I have my American citizenship?...

You can have it only if you admit that Bush is living proof that abortion doesn't always work as intended.