The song remains the same, though the tempo seems to be taking a slight uptick. It is difficult to tell whether Iran or its multitude of dance partners is leading this tripping of the light mushroomic.
Iran threatens to ramp up nuclear program
Iran will immediately retaliate if referred to the UN Security Council next week by forging ahead with developing a full-scale uranium enrichment program, Tehran’s senior envoy to the International Atomic Energy Agency said Monday.
The comments by Ali Asghar Soltaniyeh reflected Iran’s unwillingness to bow to growing international pressure, especially in the West, to end all nuclear enrichment activities.
Iran recently announced it was resuming limited nuclear enrichment. The process can be used to provide fuel for nuclear reactors or, if taken far enough, material for nuclear weapons.
Step, and then the counter.
Bush commits US to defence of Israel in face of Iran threat
George Bush yesterday committed the US to the defence of Israel against threats from Iran, saying he would not allow the world to be “blackmailed” by an Iranian nuclear weapon.
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“I am deeply concerned about Iran, as should a lot of people be concerned about Iran. I am concerned when the country of Iran’s president announces his desire to see that Israel gets destroyed,” Mr Bush said, referring to Mahmoud Ahmadinejad’s threat to “wipe Israel off the map”.
He added: “Israel’s our ally. We’re committed to the safety of Israel, and it’s a commitment we will keep.
“Secondly, I’m concerned about a nontransparent society’s desire to develop a nuclear weapon. The world cannot be put in a position where we can be blackmailed by a nuclear weapon. I believe it is very important for the Iranian government to hear loud and clear from not only the United States, but also from other nations around the world.”
Quite. Freakin’. Right.
And the song continues. I can almost picture Dubya crooning to Iranian president/puppet/madman (pick your poison) Mahmoud Ahmadinejad:
Strangers in the night exchanging veiled threats
Wond’ring in the night
What were the chances we’d be launching bombs
Before the night was through.
Something in your eyes burned so insanely,
Something in the way you spoke so vainly (apocalyptic),
Something in my heart,
Told me I must stop you.
Doobie doobie doo …
[With mucho apologies to Frank. That, and the rhyme and rhythm suck]