When Harry Met Ali

So the youngest son of The Princess of Hearts is off to the Middle East to give Johnny Foreigner a taste of British Steel.* For a fleeting moment I had a vision of him being killed** by "friendly fire" from Uncle Sam's Best, followed by State Funeral, National Mourning, Dubya and his lapdog Blair being given the elbow by their respective governments, troops out of Iraq, peace on earth. But only for a moment - even one life lost in this futile war is one too many. Just stop. Now.

* Or is it Corus now?

** Not that I've got anything against the Monarchy. It's one of the few things*** we've got that our former colony can't ever have, unless they give up this foolishness, renounce their "independence" and come back to the loving arms of the Mother Country. Ah, go on, you know you want to. We'd still take you back.

*** That and class.**** We may be poor but we're posh.

****And a sense of irony.