The time has come for the mother and law of all battles. Soon the world will tremble as I

so done insane unleash my really neat new armies upon the mid east. Nothing can stand in my way.

Excuse me, is this the Baghdad Cafe?

In April 1991 after driving Saddam Hussein's army out of Kuwait on the highway of death,

Colin Powell, who was then the chairman of the joint chiefs, the highest ranking military

officer in America, he made a confession. He said he was running out of demons, running out of

villains. I'm down to Castro and Kim Il Sung, he complained. And his swagger there makes a lot of

sense, you know, because we're in 1991, the Cold War is basically over. The Soviet unions

collapsing. The US just thrashed an uncooperative ex-lacky in Saddam and America was sending the

message. There will be no more struggle, no more debate, no more alternatives. Everybody,

allies, enemies are going to get in line, kiss the ring and enjoy their participation in the

global marketplace. We have to provide food and shelter for the homes and oppose racial discrimination

and promote civil rights while also promoting equal rights for women. We have to encourage your return

to traditional moral values. Most importantly, we have to promote general social concern

and less materialism. We thought we had gotten rid of the demon of Saddam. We made an example of

him. We made an example of him. We embarrassed him so thoroughly, spanked him, just totally beat his

ass. But after the Gulf War, this kind of swagger that Colin Powell had, it didn't necessarily last.

In fact, Saddam has seen began dancing in our nightmares. He basically taunted us with his very

existence. And Saddam's image, bled into the culture, like writ large as well, becoming this new

paradigm of the scary evil dictator. Oh my god, that Saddam was saying,

Saddam, I am a dark ruler, not you. We like bitch about it, see? Not that.

Little force. I am the leader of Iraq, the supreme commander, the mighty Saddam insane.

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