Just Hope I'm Not Laughing Last...
I’m sorry, but I cannot help but laugh. I know, I know, it is bad to laugh when someone is dying, but this thing with Arafat is just cracking me up.
His wife, what a whack, it is just thrilling me to no end that a woman has them so spooled up. She’s completely yanking their chain and there is not really much they can do… for now…although I feel certain that will change.
And the French… ahhhh, gotta love the French. Their laws are basically siding with Arafat’s bride… if she doesn’t want to feed information about his ‘alive, serious, but stable’ status, then NOBODY gets information. So the French laws are aiding in this whole debacle.
Is he alive? Is he dead? I think he is neither. Have you ever seen someone hooked up to life support? It’s this weird state of neitherness. Or at least it appears to be… they really are dead. The skin takes on that clay feel of death as there is no real cellular living, no circulation. Me thinks that is where he is… and I think Arafat’s wife intends for him to stay that way until whatever is bothering her gets resolved.
This will be interesting.
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You know the saying, paybacks are a bitch....
well I think you take it literally this time.
She's earned this little bit of satisfaction.
Arafat is Schrodinger's cat.
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