Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Where Do These Crazies Come From?!

Over the last few months, I have been hearing and reading inklings about the relatively new president of the absolutely wack-job country of Iran. His name is Mahmoud Ahmadinejad (say that five times fast!). Lately, good old Mahmoud has been making quite a name for himself by saying some of the most outrageous public statements since, well, since Saddam Hussein was still in power (and last week in the courtroom during his trial). Ahmadinejad's latest gems included his belief that the Holocaust was a hoax, and that Israel should be "wiped off the map". Now you could just chalk this up to the rantings of a two-bit dictator running a two-bit rogue nation and cast it aside, but I wouldn't advise it. You see, Iran is working on a serious nuclear weapons program. The Iranians say that their nuclear program is intended only to produce electricity and not weapons, but c'mon, isn't that what Iran's fellow member of the Axis of Evil, North Korea, said as well? I would be hard pressed to think of a more nutty country in the middle east/central Asia than Iran. You don't want them to be in possession of nuclear weapons.

So what to do? Israel has already expressed its intention to bomb Iran's nuclear facilities if necessary, just like they did to Iraq in 1981. That is what I love about Israel; they are the only country with the balls to pull off something like that. Our sometimes wishy-washy president has made overtures about taking care of problems like this when yesterday, he said, "In an age of terrorism and weapons of mass destruction, if we wait for threats to materialize, we will have waited too long".

Keep in mind, Ahmadinejad has not just called for the elimination of Israel, he has also publicly called for the elimination of the United States as well. Again, pooh-pooh his statements at your peril. Pretty soon, he will be in control of nuclear weapons.

Good Day to You, Sir

1 comment:

George said...

See my statement at www.miroslavsmusing.blogspot.com