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quizzicalTopic: "Solitary Isolation" (3)
There is a restaurant in Atlanta that Frodo used to frequent. "Ray's On the River" dumped all their bottles of French Wine when the Preemptive War commenced; so Frodo doesn't go there anymore.
There is a barbeque joint in Ellijay at which Frodo always stopped, simply because they had french fries with the skins still on 'em. They started calling them "Freedom Fries," and Frodo now drives through toward the Shire.
Frodo listened yesterday to the comments of a Medal of Honor Winner on CNN that the British sailors released by the Iranian fruitbags had acted cowardly. Playing ping-pong is evidently not something authorized under the standard Military Code of Conduct. Frodo does note, sympathetically, that those leisure suits they were issued should be banned by the United Nations; wearing them was definitely a torturous requirement for anyone with a modicum of taste.
Frodo is concerned about what he will do when some entity takes action against the Brits. After all, Tony Blair has had his nose so far up George Bush's butt for so long that many Georgians believe he's been adopted and shares the Lincoln Bedroom with Prince Bandar. The Brits have been the member of the "Coalition" that still have more than three troops and $1.98 invested in the new Iraq. Of course, Blair was honor-bound, since his forebears started this whole mess when they paid absolutely no attention to T.K. Lawrence in the 1920's. Now the British Navy, who once ruled the Seas, seems to be populated by the stereotypical graduates of some English namby-pamby boarding school. Georgians, closely-aligned with military interests, will not sit idly by without demonstrative action.
Have you noticed, dear reader, how you never hear about the Germans anymore? Ever since Bush tried to give the German Prime Minister an unplanned back-rub, it seems as if she may have taken out a restraining order against the Texas Stalker.
Of even greater interest is the absence of foreign leaders, any foreign leaders, driving in a pick-up around the palace in Crawford. Fox of Mexico, Putin of Russia, the little Japanese guy who was an Elvis freak, none of these guys, or any of their counterparts are in evidence these days. It is not as if all the countries of the world are like rats leaving a sinking ship.
Or is it?
The Shiite majority demonstrates against the presence of occupying troops. One of the most prominent members of the new Iraqi Government pens his own hardcover in order to savage Paul Bremer and the documented mistakes of the Anti-MacArthur Post-Saddam Government. The new Iraqi Government signs a deal with Japan to re-build their oil production system.
Japan?
The Chinese have absolutely no interest in adjusting their currency to maturely address the balance-of-trade problems with Uncle Sugar. Pakistan blithely ignores any serious effort to confront al Qaeda or to pursue Osama bin Laden. Venezuela's Senor Chavez has done everything but drop his drawers and moon Condi Rice. And in Afghanistan, Afghanistan mind you, they harvest the largest poppy crop in history.
Oh, and now we know who fathered Anna Nicole's baby.
Frodo thinks he'll have a glass of wine before tuning into "The Daily Show." French wine.
