The Smelly Cheese

President Pervez Musharraf has done what our president once had dreams of accomplishing, declaring "martial law."

We're fighting "terrorists," because they hate "democracy." But what happens when large majorities of the population agree that the "terrorists" actually have the right idea? All "Jahannam" breaks loose, that's what. Sunni and Shia, working together - mass hysteria! Actually if we could get that to happen things might work out quite well, but as of today the "middle east" is one giant shit-storm. Oh sure, there's a few quiet spots like Jordan and the United Arab Emirates, but those places only stay quiet because there run like monarchical versions of the Bellagio.

That's right I said it, the Iron-fist business model works well in a part of the world that seems hell bent on turning back the clock to the stone ages. Despite Jorge the Second's crazy cracka-ass intentions, the United States can't stay in the business of regional-hall monitor and nobody in Europe or Asia is eagerly waiting in the wings. Peaceful Islam or moderate Islamic people don't seem to have the wherewithal or the proverbial "megaphone," to say "Hey! Hassan, stop firing that machine gun in the air and help me inventory this rice. That fucking kid, all the time with the shooting. But can he pick up a broom to sweep up the artillery shells? No."

So, yes I'm essentially advocating Musharraf's can of whoop-ass. I'll trust the devil I know. Sure, he can't really police certain parts of his own country and hasn't been able to keep the Taliban from hanging out on his border, but at least he's kept the launch codes out of Osama's iPhone (you know he's at least got the Chinese knock-off version). Besides do we really need to be reminded of what happened the last time we ousted a strong-arm, secular dictator in an extremely religious country. And this one doesn't even have any oil.