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Cookies with Ahmadinejad
 Robert Ferrigno, National ReviewPresident Mahmoud Ahmadinejad watched as two of his bodyguards checked the young, room service fellow, doing a quick spectrographic scan of the tea and biscuits on his silver cart to insure they hadnt been poisoned. Is the suite to your liking, your Excellency? asked Millard Holt, counsel for Rapp, Tapp, and Tippytoe, chief lobbyists for the state of Iran. We always recommend the Four Seasons to all our clients Are you a Jew? asked Ahmadinejad. No no, Im not, said Holt, his voice high and nasal Im here to brief you prior to meeting President Obama, Excellency. Our source within the White House has informed us that the presidents opening remarks will be very conciliatory, very favorable to our interests. Hes going to call for increased trade, a stepdown of all U.S. military exercises in the region, an exchange of scholars You look like a Jew, said Ahmadinejad. The room-service fellow, a lanky long-haired blonde in a white uniform, rolled the cart over, laid out bone china cups on the coffee table. He had a Snoopy gold earring stud. Well . . . hmmm . . . a Jew? Holt adjusted the perfect Windsor knot in his necktie. I hate to disagree with your Excellency, but my family came over on the Mayflower What is this Mayflower? demanded Ahmadinejad. A sailing ship that brought the original settlers to America, said Holt, puffing up slightly, his smooth cheeks the color of rare veal. The Founding Fathers, if you will Your family owned a slave ship, sneered Ahmadinejad, as though he had cracked the code. I knew you were a Jew. He flicked his fingers in dismissal. Out of my sight. . . . Go read it all. Robert Ferrigno is author, most recently, of Sins of the Assassin. Posted by: Mike 2008-05-28 |
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