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Dictator’s club helping Iran get the bomb

Oh, surely not. Not our global betters at the  house of internationalism. You know, the ones who rail against carbon footprints for us peons while foregoing Skype for themselves and all jetting off to Bali for a plush “climate” conference.

But so it seems, that the IAEA, the alleged non-proliferation agency of the dictator’s club–to whom our Congress sends $5 billion of our tax money every year– not only stalled for time to let Iran build its bomb but actually impeded those who might have stopped it. The blood will be on ElBaradei’s hands.

He’d leave Manhattan

"Colonel Gaddafi complained that he woke up at 4am New York time ‘because it was morning in Libya’. He noted that other world leaders also looked sleepy and suggested moving the UN to somewhere ‘comfortable’."

Brilliant suggestion. By all means, let’s help move the Dictator’s Club to somewhere more appropriate. Say, Riyad? My godmother and great aunt, who worked for a UN program in Taiwan in the 1940s, would not approve, of course, but her old outfit bears no resemblance to the new, Israel-baiting cesspool.

Via Simply Jews. 

How appropriate

Turns out the United Nations building, also known as the home of the World Dictators Club, is sitting on a mound of rotting garbage.

Via NewsMax

UPDATE: How the club protects Comrade Bob. Mugabe, that is.

The so-called United Nations

Better known, increasingly, as the Dictator’s Club: "…the world’s most pretentious, self-serving and corrupt organization…" A one-year-old plea (worth rereading) to take care of Iran’s nuclear reactor because it’s quite clear that the UN will never do a thing about it. Well?

MORE: Not surprisingly, the club wants to take away your right to defend yourself. Afterall, how can a dictator be assured of perpetual reign if his victims have guns in their homes? But Fred Thompson, for one, is fighting back to preserve the Second Amendment.

El Diablo

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Hugo’s comic-book diplomacy the other day at the UN (oh, the sulfur) would have embarrassed my aunt and uncle who worked for one its agricultural programs in Tawian in the 1940s. He’s a good example (along with his lunatic buddy from Tehran) why some of us today call the organization "the dictator’s club" and wish we’d finally get an American president with the guts to throw them out of New York. Let them set up their pathetic carnival of mendacity and prevarication in Somalia, or better yet, Iran.