Duct Tape Blues

My brother once got real drunk, no surprise here if you know my brother. This was a long time ago when he was serving in the Armed Forces, in a Mideast country. He was saving us from the red horde. That is the red horde, not the red whore, whose real name is Shirly and happens to be a mixed up but really nice girl, with a heart of gold. Where was I, oh yea, drunk brother in Mideast country, forget Shirly for now. In this Mideast country, everybody barters back and forth on erverything. My brother decides to go into a local shop and just for the hell of it, starts to argue about the price on the first thing his blurry eyes saw. My brother was proud, he was arrogant, he was primed for the challenge. He used his favorite negotiating style, he called the shopkeeper a thief, he called the price an insult and he called upon Allah to infest the shop keeper's beard with sand fleas, and for his camel/car to go lame. Before my brother knew it, he was walking out of the shop happy with his deal but wondering how the hell it happened.
The Mideast is full of shopkeepers. They have been doing it for centuries. So, as far as the Bush/Saddam thing goes, is it any surprise that Saddam has gotten a lot of the world calling the US a terrorist nation and Bush a madman. I know Bush was inept enough to walk right into it, as far as foreign affairs are concerned, George W. just fell of the turnip truck.
Unfortunately for Saddam, Bush is a sore looser and he doesen't care if you own all the properties in the Monopoly game. Georgie boy is going to flip the board off the table and stomp on you and the pieces. So, if you negotiate with Bush, remember he is a one trick pony. He only knows one way of dealing with people. May Allah keep your pieces intact.