STEEERRRIIIIKE THREE!! AND YOU'RE OUT! If you're George Dumbya Bush The Bloody Butcher of Baghdad, you and yours will be spending a quiet evening in, THANK F*CKING GAWD!!
Too bad "in", in this case, doesn't refer to a dank holding cell below the streets of Germany, able to see life up through a barred gate.
He was actually NOT INVITED to say something, (as if he EVER could) or make an appearance (which he never could do that well either) at a convention of OTHER HUMANS.
He's officially a war criminal, guilty of crimes against humanity, and "they" (Humanity) would like a word with him across the pond, over at The Hague. I know I'll love catching up on sleep I never missed in anticipation of him being or accepting an invitation of any kind, unless it's the "subpoena kind" of highly personal embossed "invitation".
REALLY? Huffpost? Like that NEEDED to be even mentioned? As if he were a figure to be acknowledged and included on any list or in any of the more civilized events of the day, or invited over to some Neanderthal's fire circle to pound his chest and raise his femur club, in some kind of raucous show of domination, understood only by the next evolution of baboon prototype!!!
OH HELL YEAH, and we're serving a truly special libation of champagne laced with bubonic plague and yellow cake. DRINK UP!!!
I can not express the revulsion I feel when I ever see any of that crew of "ProLife" torturers and thugs who out-of-hand have no problem with flinging of poo at any attempt of human dignity of any kind. I had like the experience of "throw up in my mouth for dinner" the other night when some sick decider type bastard put Gappy Toof Faced Condi up for a show around on the merry go round of murderers who are now applauded and honored by the still bleeding acid for blood 28 per centers who insist on treating this pile of steaming stink mass of fresh and flesh and fetid crap as though they were any kind of related to the rest of us or deserve ANY of the precious air we breath~
This intense brand of human horror in me tires me out. I'm TIRED. How do they DO IT 24/7 non stop wake and sleep on the forever clock. Shouldn't we be seeing medics rushing in to each and every one of their and palaces and compounds to drag out their carcass filled shit bags? Where's THAT on the boob box??? Or anywhere???