So there’s more - I’m not done yet. I just had to…
So there’s more - I’m not done yet. I just had to take a break before I added my two cents on the Arab Summit in Beirut - okay, here goes: quit fucking around and wasting this opportunity whining about who gets to talk to who regardless of the fact that half the leaders who really count stayed home pouting because they wouldn’t serve Kristal because it might offend someone from the Gulf who wouldn’t notice anyway as long as he got his shrimp kabobs and just settle down, peoples!!!!
Crown Prince Abdullah, having been reminded of just where (*ahem* America) the cash for his extensive collection of marabou-trimmed Rolls Royces came from and will continue to come from as a result of a steady trickle of oil purchases, finally stepped up to the plate, as it were, by putting forth his *original* idea of land for a comprehensive peace in the region. Goody for him. No, really - the rest of the Arab world now has tacit and not-so-tacit permission to dialogue with Israel - and when you talk to someone, you acknowledge his existence, by definition. While the Saudis strew money around whenever prevailed upon by their Muslim Arab brothers, they also hold a certain gravitas as the Keepers of the Holy Places - Mecca and Medina - and for the head Saudi (let’s face it, the King is pretty much a vegetable) to put out there that he thinks it would be a Good Idea to spare further bloodshed and suffering by moving in teeny-tiny baby lockteps toward letting the Jews have that strip of dirt that nobody really wanted anyway because there’s not enough oil there to fill up more than a few dozen tankers a week, is indeed an historic statement. To you leaders of the Arab world - let’s not blow it here like Arafat and Netanyahu did five years ago - time to act like grownups, before any more babies die - and Sharon, that goes double for you. Shame on you for that stupid egotistical chain-yanking to try to make the point that you are in control of someone who can’t even control his own bladder without a kilo of C-4 close by; and Arafat, shame on you for allowing the Israeli government to do that to you - it’s not like you’ve never been kicked out of your home before… it was a cheap price to pay for finally getting the chance to just maybe make a real difference for your people instead of skimming off their aid money.