Don't worry Tone, everything's in control.
Here is a mock private conversation between George Bush and Tony Blair. The meeting is comedic--the reality around it tragic. Can you find the Eagle and the Poodle?
-'Yo, Blair.'
-'Mr President. What's happening in Lebanon?'
-' Hey, Tone, I told ya before that the Syrians were in on this. And that Abinejad.'
-' I believe it's Ahmadinejad,' Mr President.
-'Whatever, try some of these peanuts. Jimmy sent me some.'
-'No thank you, Mr President, I'm on a diet.'
-'Like Condi huh. That woman is so damn skinny.'
-' A remarkable woman that.'
-' She is. I've asked her to go and sort out all the shit down in Beirut and Tel Afeef.'
-'It's Tel Aviv, Sir.'
-'What the fuck. A vowel here and and there don't make a Colt 45. It's firepower buddy.'
-'My people back home are giving me a hard time for backing you, Sir. Can you re-assure them?'
-'Sure Tone, sure. Here's a quick statement for y'all: Friends, people, the World. I know this Lebanon thing is causing problems but back in Texas we have a solution: It's like Gofers ya see, they make holes and a helluva mess. That's this Hisboolah. They hide in them holes and come out once in a while to fire off a turd at their enemy. That's just like Hisboolah. Firing off a turd. But we'll get 'em, yessirree.'
-'Mr President, this is getting serious. Could you not calm things down by supporting the UN?'
-' Ya know Tone, that Coffee is a mean son'bitch. But he doesn't know the difference between a dollar note and a C. He's on my turf so he has ta watch his ass. He's a no go. He's a talker, sure, but no-one listens.'
-'Some could say that about Condi.'
-'Naah, Condi's good. She'll fly the whole globe shooting her shit and everyone'll believe her.'
-'I'm not so sure about that George.'
-'It's Mr President to you Blair.'
Poodle retreats, tail between its legs.
The situation in Lebanon is extremely worrying. One wonders whether the powers that be are worried too!