Why It’s Not Him
But while many an observer debated whether or not it was the real sad man insein depicted on Iraqi TV this week, some rightfully pointed out the fact that the earlier broadcast speech was given by a tired, haggard old man with not much left but propaganda in him.
In the afternoon, on the streets of Baghdad, we saw a different sad man insein with a jubilant, haughty gait, smiling broadly at the idiotic mob of adoring, gun-toting band of ignoramuses.
(Has anybody bothered to tell the people of the Middle East how stupid they look when they dance around like that? And please don’t tell us to be kind about this or give us that cultural diversity junk. Do we really think that people who act this way are pleasing to the Lord? Are we pleasing the Lord by not speaking out against obvious actions which — as any fool can see — displease Him?)
We really don’t care about any words sad man supposedly spoke, or whether or not he held up a newspaper to prove he is actually alive or dead based on a calendar that keeps ticking off his remaining days.
We can tell anyone who wishes to know that unequivocally the man who pretended to be sad man insein on the streets of Baghdad this week was not the real McCoy.
How can we be so certain?
Simple.
GERMS!
The real sad man insein, in previous official videos before the war began, was always shown NOT allowing people to kiss him on his face, as is the tradition in the Middle East. He would only let them kiss him on his covered shoulders.
The reason: just like Michael Jackson and Howard Hughes before him, sad man insein — which seems to be a trait of those who subconsciously fear the wrath of God — has an aversion to germs.
Germs he cannot see.
Germs which he knows could cause his own demise, if he’s not careful.
The man on the streets of Baghdad -- probably one of the many doubles of the world’s most current evil man (because sad man’s rhetoric is that of a true antichrist by asking others to kill in the Name of God, or for their own personal salvation and a reward in Heaven) -- was not the torturous dictator of Iraq.
The man on the streets of Baghdad allowed people to kiss him. To kiss him on his face where germs could attach themselves to his skin.
This is something the real sad man would never do.
And whether or not we are right or wrong, it doesn’t really matter.
Wherever the real sad man is, whether he’s being photographed or not, he is a dead man walking.
© 2003 Agnus Dei Presents!
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