[MadIvan]

Harold Pinter is one of our leading fools - as Mark Steyn ably demonstrates. ;)

Regards, Ivan

[MadIvan]

Bump!

[Mercat]

This is a joke, right?

[Moose4]

I can so see and hear, in my mind, John Cleese up there ranting and raving. Steyn strikes again!

}:-)4

[Pokey78]

Pinging the Steyn list.

[mrustow]

This is the most effective satire I've read on any topic in years. Steyn's stature just keeps on growing.

[Billthedrill]

The CIA has it right: the purple dinosaur is a commie and Tinky Winky must die!

But you know this story's a fake - there aren't seven Iraqi children left after our sanctions have starved all 350,247,362 of 'em. And their little dog Toto too...

[aculeus]

Just then, his lovely wife, Antonia, arrived to say that The Daily Telegraph had rung and that they'd like to reprint his sermon. "That Right-wing Condi Rice fishwrap?" he scoffed. "If I appear in there, people will just write it off as a pathetic CIA psy-ops dirty trick to discredit the anti-Bush movement by making it look ridiculous. You don't think I'm that gullible, do you?"

Of course Pinter's worst attack on Bush was published in the ET just this week.

[6ppc]

The best bit is when he describes how the Easter Bunny had his throat cut on the orders of Don Rumsfeld in 1983 and that he's now just Ferdinand Marcos in a protective rabbit suit.

ROTFLMAO!

[dead]

Great stuff! I'm not too familiar with Pinter, but this same spiel could have been ficticiously attributed to any number of equally dumbass Americans.

[CFC__VRWC]

It's not hard to follow a reindeer whose rectum is leaking radioactive blood across the sky, is it?"

The image that popped right into my mind was one of the last scenes of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, where the flaming Santa and reindeer lawn decoration goes streaking across the sky. Another Mark Steyn masterpiece - it's a travesty he doesn't get more exposure here in the U.S.

[facedown]

ping

[fromnovascotia]

Wow, thanks. The guy is angry.
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AFZ

[wife-mom]

The incredible Mark Steyn never misses. Thanks for the post.

[LibWhacker]

Santa Nista. Now there was a Santa.

ROFLMAO!

[tictoc]

Come on, it's lovely weather for a slay ride together with you, chum.

The genius of Mark Steyn is such that he does not need to put the word "slay" in italics.

We, his enthusiastic audience, are already so telepathically in tune with him, we automatically hear the sneering British accent as the word is spoken - in the voice of Billy Idol as he sings, "It's a noice day for a whoite wedding."

[happygrl]

What a great giggle ! ROTHFLMAO !!!

[Gritty]

Nothing like a little Stein (sic) to get one in the Xmas spirit!

[hang 'em]

I've never seen Harold Pinter, but I imagine he looks a lot like Fat Bastard.

[Grig]

The Night Santa Went Crazy ("Weird Al" Yankovic)

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgrunted Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the F.B.I.
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
and helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
and everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes Virginia, now Santa Claus is dead
Some guy from the S.W.A.T. Team blew a hole through his head
Yes, little friend, now, that's his brains on the floor
I guess they won't have the fat guy to kick around anymore
But now there's no more presents for the children's enjoyment
And the elves gotta stand in line and file for unemployment
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain.