This Week Babylon the Great found herself alone in her time of need as her boyfriend America's growing list of mental impairments, a bi-polar congress now stricken with A.D.D., found him easily distracted by events
unfolding in the Middle East, leaving Canada's own P.M. to happily fill in, the black comedy of which is rumored to have the Russian leader remarking " The fucking West! It's one thing for them to elect a new leader named Petro as a way of telling me their mother Babylon the Great is short of fuel, but what, given all my years in the KGB they don't think I know her maiden name is Canada?
Meanwhile, back in the Middle East, Babylon's boyfriend America sent his envoy to Iraq via Egypt, the historical birthplace of the name ISIS which has recently been hijacked by The Black Lodge and an organization that has swept across Iraq like a black cloud upon its barren landscape, thus lending great credence to the prophetic forebodings found in the Dead Sea Scrolls.
On a lighter note, upon observing this downward spiral into inexorable chaos and inevitable hell, I found myself muttering to the Holy Ghost: Grab my helmet and my scythe old friend, looks like its time to play
"Nun" again!
PICTURES AT 6 & l l
Have a Nice day.
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