Like an insect, I am small but indestructible. Economic
sanctions, smart bombs, and the rhetoric of weaklings; these things roll
off my back like water off a turtle.s shell. Are you sure I am in My cell?
Do you know where I am George W. Bush? If you want to kill me you have
to find me first. I have drained the Great Marshes of Iraq. They stink
of Shiites. My footprints in the sands of Kuwait left a trail of fire.
The thought of me brings tears of gas to Kurdish eyes. I believe in a
strong leadership helped by trusted thugs. Please, please, please let
me be your leader. I want my face painted on buildings from New York to
Singapore, statues of me standing in Cape Town and London.