Doin' the ole Porky Bald White Man Shuffle

It's Three Card Negroponte time. Since our new Iraq policy is the same as the old Iraq policy (If it ain't broke, fuck it, is my motto), the plan is to make it look new by putting in some new people. But who the fuck wants actual new people, so we're just moving people around. As if it made any fucking difference. They'll all do what I tell them anyway. Including George II up there, the grinmaster in chief. Old Tortureponte didn't want to give up his spy job but I told him he could start fucking Condorosa again, and anyway if he didn't do it, we'd send him back to be ambassador to Iraq again. That fucking did the trick. Then we pull a couple of other bald white men out of W's fucking father's old hat and presto dead saddamo, we gots that new car smell.