The World This Week

SATAN CRIES FOUL!
or
I WANT MY CTS: a U.N. story

This week, with the Israeli-Palestinian conflict taking center stage at the U.N. in New York, the
Devil and Satan continued their artful game of subterfuge and deception with Satan crying foul
as a smokescreen in a vain attempt to hide the downward spiralling moral and economic decay
of Babylon the Great and her boyfriend America.

Apparently the age old tactic of divide and conquer is still alive and well with these two old dastardly dogs as incompetent heads of state, instead of rolling on the boardroom floors in true business
style, began rolling the dice behind what they considered the right side of a degrading moral divide,
leaving the much touted Quartet (aka the Four Beasts) to bare the burden for any future Middle
East peace negotiations.

Meanwhile, back in Washington, Canada's own version of Barney Rubble shouted warnings to
the G20 leaders of the impending doom their continued inaction in Europe would bring, such
laisse-faire attitudes threatening to send us all back to the stone age, while his fearless leader,
an avid hockey fan, hosted a sympathetic right-wing dick of British persuasion, both oblivious to
the fact that, like Martha and her beautiful muffin, the rest of the world is now preoccupied with
watching the boys fall down!

On a lighter note, back at Babylon the Greats secret desert playhouse it seems my refusal to
return to the place of my birth and resume my role as village idiot and consummate beggar has
left me neither white enough nor Judeo-Christian enough or even gay enough(NOT) for my
long-standing opponents, whose 27 year campaign of lies and accusations has left yours truly
letting the illusion of the world pass over me unheeded as I goeth from midnight to morning cleaning up their shit while they come and go like johns and harlots at one of their mother moons ancient
roman bordellos, which is quite strange due to the fact that the current proprietor, an often drunk
and sometimes quite mad woman riding astride me is anything but their fucking mother, despite
the various diatribes railed against us. (Who loves ya, babe!)


COMING SOON

France in November: Sig Heil, S'il vous plait?

or

Two sets of flapping lips holding an empty Purse


PICTURES AT 6 & ll

Have a Nice Day.