It’s more than fitting that it occurs on the anniversary of the day that Mussolini met his just end, and the next day was strung up, fifty-eight years ago.
If he hasn’t yet assumed ambient temperature, may Saddam share his fate, if not on his birthday, then soon.
For all of their platitudes about Saddam being a dictator, and the theoretical need to remove him, as long as no concrete action was taken to actually do so, the French apparently helped him keep down the opposition.
You know, I consider myself a First Amendment extremist, but I think that all of this incitement is getting out of hand. Fathers, lock up your hoboes–it’s not safe out there.
I’m back from Scottsdale, and will try to report on it today (or more likely tomorrow–lots to catch up on on the home front). But here’s something that happened while I was gone that wasn’t part of the program, but may be the most exciting news yet.
I was going to follow up on the Santorum stuff, especially since Andrew has gotten himself into such a froth over it (there are more posts on the subject above and below the one I linked), but I don’t really have time. Fortunately, Virginia (who has a new car, with which she looks quite pleased) said it much better than I would have anyway.
To reiterate, I don’t agree with Santorum, but it’s silly to think that his position is beyond the political pale. Such positions are one of the many reasons that I’ve never been either a conservative, or a Republican.