It transpires that the US military are offering two hundred thousand buckeroonies in prize money to any kind soul who will provide them with the merest morsel of evidence that Saddam really did have nasty weapons, in a desperate attempt to prevent the drooping meringue of their pre-war justifications from collapsing altogether into an inspid blancmange of waffle.
So the real two hundred thousand dollar question is: why no plant? The CIA, given its years of “covert” drug operations, must by now have mastered the technique, and it seems likely that this nugget has managed to float over to their five-faced friends in the military. Even Ron Reagan Junior thinks so.
Seriously, if the Iraqi elite didn’t even have time to stash their personal wealth before they fled the country, why would we think they had time to hide the weapons?
And in other news Ali Abid Minqash, the Iraqi farmer who allegedly single-handedly shot down a US helicopter is now denying it. I can’t imagine why he’d do that.
(it behoves me to point out that my use of words from the langue francaise in the first paragraph has ruled me out of US electoral contention for eternity. And I don’t even look that French).
(I know, I know, I was going to stop this yankbashing – fortunately being cigarette-free is going substantially better)
