Little Wee Diary Day Eight.

Time to clean the cage. It’s a really fine time. Take it away, Ron. (ca. 200K)

Why The US Doesn’t Want SH Tried In International Court?

Only an unoccupied Iraq truly has the moral highground to try him for crimes against his own folk. As for his war attrocities, well, we were accomplices.

Cnn clip of US troops killing a wounded man.

“That was awesome. Let’s do it again.”

Little Wee Diary day seven
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The Little Wee Diary day six.
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DEBKAfile, an Israeli intelligence analytics publication, is widely read by your leaders and mine, but not so much by the people who voted for them.

Little Wee Diary day f’
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In a flash, Dresden has been transformed into a winter wonderland. I didn’t see it coming. It was sunny and crispily mild this morn when I stepped out into the garden to take a shower.
I didn’t put on a sweater or bring a winter hat when I left the house a good hour and a half before class began. I stopped at a bakery and had lunch.

I saw the first flakes come down with mild interest. As I ate my steak with red cabbage and potatoes, I studied two stickers on the wall. They were jelly-filled sugared donoughts with arms, legs and faces. The man JD says “I’m hot for ya!” and the lady tells us curtly, “I’m a sweety”. I looked back out the window and the snow was coming down so densely you couldn’t see the houses across the street.

On the way to the classroom I briefly lost my sense of direction in the blizzard of ought 3.

It was over about as fast as it began, leaving the whole town looking like a fairytale landscape.

Oh goodness, somebody’s birthday present arrived today. I gotthis and that.

Come to the
English Club Winter Solstice Party!

I think I forgot to mention the date on the flyer. 20.12.03, the day before Winter Solstice.