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Tuesday, April 08, 2003 |
You have to admit that Baghdad Bob -- as some have taken to calling the bottlenosed Iraqi minister of disinformation -- is either a reckless, or rather brave fellow. There he was again today, on the streets near the Palestine Hotel, spinning the most ridiculous lies. Now, he thinks, the US forces are surrounded in B-town! What, by all of their 17 tanks left? One is inclined to think that he is deluded, and reckless.
He was the subject of several profiles today -- BBC and CNN -- but Reuters got there first was a wonderfully pathetic eulogy yesterday. Right down to their usual standards. They shouldn't be so sure this guy is their friend: who was firing from the hotel earlier, that was replied to with a US tank round? What are he and his information cronies doing there, hiding behind the international press?
In one interview shown today, he was wearing a fairly heavy greatcoat. What, in 85 degree heat? Which told me that he had just emerged from some air-conditioned bunker, probably somewhere in the vicinity of the hotel.
4:50:40 PM 
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An oldy but goody...
A long time ago, Britain and France were at war. During one battle, the French captured an English Major. Taking the Major to their headquarters, the French General began to question him. The French General asked,
"Why do you English officers all wear red coats? Don't you know the red material makes you easier targets for us to shoot at?"
In his bland English way, the Major informed the general that the reason English officers wear red coats is so that if they are shot, the blood won't show and the men they are leading won't panic.
And that is why, from that day until now, all French Army Officers wear brown pants...
10:50:56 AM
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At Duke University, there were four sophomores taking Organic Chemistry. They were doing so well on all the quizzes, midterms and labs, etc., that each had an A so far for the semester. These four friends were so confident that the weekend before finals, they decided to go up to the University of Virginia and party with some friends there. They had a great time, but after all the hearty partying, they slept all day Sunday and didn't make it back to Duke until early Monday morning.
Rather than taking the final then, they decided to find their professor after the final and explain to him why they missed it. They explained that they had gone to UVA for the weekend with the plan to come back in time to study, but, unfortunately, they had a flat tire on the way back, didn't have a spare, and couldn't get help for a long time. As a result, they missed the final.
The professor thought it over and then agreed they could make up the final the following day. The guys were elated and relieved. They studied that night and went in the next day at the time the professor had told them. He placed them in separate rooms and handed each of them a test booklet, and told them to begin.
They looked at the first problem, worth five points. It was something simple about free radical formation. Cool, they thought! All at the same time, each one in his separate room, thought, this is going to be easy. Each finished the lengthy problem and then turned the page. On the second page was written:
For 95 points: Which tire?
10:48:28 AM
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© Copyright 2003 Peter Savage.
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