Some days I wake up glad that I am not a lawyer. I wake up every day glad that I am not a lawyer representing Saddam Hussein. It seems that not a day goes by when you don’t hear about one of Saddam’s lawyers, from his trial in Iraq, being executed. I would imagine it is difficult to keep a quality legal team together when they are all getting killed.
In the news today is a story detailing the extent of the hunger strike on which Saddam went to protest the killing of his attorney. Here is the story along with a picture of the former Iraqi president smiling for the camera:
A square meal for an Iraqi dictator
Anyway, it appears that Saddam missed lunch on Thursday, but he was able to put his anger aside in time to have dinner. I think Saddam went hungry long enough. When everyone hates you, nobody cares if you are not eating regularly. The truth of the matter is I can’t see that a hunger strike is a useful instrument of protest. Maybe he should make up a sign saying that the unstable political climate of Iraq is unfair to lawyers. Perhaps he should get one of those lapel pins that look like a twisted ribbon and draw the scales of justice on it with a magic marker. People would look at the pin and figure that Saddam was just like us. Now that would be effective.
Except then some dipstick would see it and start mass-producing them, and larger magnetic ones for your car and refrigerator and putting them up for sale in every gas station, convenience store and supermarket and everywhere else impulse purchases were made. People would get them confused with the ones for good causes and before long we’d all have symbols of support for Saddam and his lawyers plastered all over our lapels and cars.
Jesus! What have I started, here? Forget I said anything.
Saddam, if you’re reading this today, please understand that your skipping meals to protest the loss of your attorneys is an extremely effective tool of protest. Just keep doing it and I think it will serve dramatically to get your point across, and save food, besides.
At least that’s our thought, here in Jimbo’s world.
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