Al Zarqawi checks in, doesn't check out

BILLINGSGATE JOURNAL (Dateline Baghdad)

BULLETIN: Epitaph for Al Zarqawi:

Last thing I remember, I was runnin for the door. I had to find the passage back to the place I was before.

"Goodnight, said the nightman. We are programmed to receive. You can check out anytime you like, but you never can leave..." Hotel California

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One of mankind's oldest phrases is, "We shall beat our swords into plowshares," (Isaiah 2:4). This conjures up an image of an ancient soldier returning home to the farm after the war. When the two bombs hit the farmhouse which was supposed to provide safe harbor for the homicidal terrorist who had checked in for the night, they provided an apt metaphor for this phrase by turning the sword of Zarqawi into a plowshare.

This maniac, who took sadistic pleasure in sawing off heads in front of a camera, deserved a more tortuous demise. When the bombs hit, it was almost as if he were given an anesthesia so he would not suffer, his prayers being answered by bleeding heart liberals who worry more about the pain and suffering of serial killers facing the death penalty than about the murdered victims who were tortured without mercy.

With some hope I believe that the world is a better place now without this thug. Perhaps the people of Iraq will get their game together so our boys can come home. But for those of you who believe that George Bush should never have ordered the war against Saddam because there were no weapons of mass destruction and that we had no quarrel with Iraq, I have a song for you by John Lennon:

Imagine all the people living life in peace.

You may say I'm a dreamer,

but I'm not the only one.

I hope someday you'll join us,

and the world will be as one.

By the way, what did you think of the taxidermy job they did on Zarqawi? One of my classmates from the School of Taxidermy of LaFontaine College did that exceptional job. Gives me goose bumps when I think of my old alma mater.

The Doctor has spoken.