The Wrong President Dies Over the Weekend

But it will do for a start

Courtesy of HelicopterInstitute

For those in Iran who need the crash of the helicopter carrying their president, Ebrahim Raisi, to be an assassination, it will be. Nefarious NATO forces will be found lurking behind this crash of a helicopter flying in mountainous terrain in the fog. The fact that fog, mountains, and helicopters are about as safe as mixing beer and vodka will be lost on most in Iran.

Israel will likely be considered the prime suspect for the death of Raisi, and if we do eventually learn that it was Israeli special forces, then I wouldn’t be surprised. The Netanyahu government is, to put it mildly, out of control, and it does whatever it wants with little regard for world opinion. America ultimately protects Israel, and despite its constant nipping of our all-too-generous hand, we keep supporting their now-criminal behavior. Nonetheless, I don’t think it was Israel. I think it was, as I described above, a combination of terrain, weather, and the mode of transport that brought down a man whose evil acts should have long ago sent him to hell.

As I have expressed, it is okay to pull for the deaths of world leaders like Raisi, Trump, Putin, Xi, and many others. The selfish, cowardly, and paranoid acts taken by these man-boys leave them open to all of the bad things their callous “leadership” brings about in the world. Everything they stand for is against humanity, so being the weeds they are, they must be eradicated. My kinder, more naive progressives and liberal friends will say such talk serves no good. Nonsense. Tell that to the families in Kharkiv today burying loved ones. 

When I heard that Raisi was killed, I was like, “Okay.” As a rabidly anti-Israeli who enjoys threatening nuclear war each time he gets a bad bowl of ghormeh sabzi (a wonderful and tangy lamb stew), Raisi has supplied a crazy amount of drones to Russia. But do I think his passing will suddenly change something for the better in Iran? No. What the death of Raisi, however, really brought home to me is just how incompetent and cowardly Russian men are and how diabolically prudent Putin is.

No one has been able even to come close to ridding this world of Vladimir Putin in 24 years. For two and half decades, this rodent-like coward has terrorized Russia and the world. He sits back (slouching) and smirks. I am more than certain that because of the way his brain is wired, he doesn’t sleep so fitfully. Putin, better than most, knows all the ways someone can be accidentally offed. He has given thousands of such commands over his years as Russia’s chief hostage taker, and most remarkably, he has even created his own “Putin’s gambit.” 

The Putin Gambit is a purposely clumsy attempt to kill an opponent. While killing the opponent is the preferred result, leaving the opponent alive, scarred and frightened is often more efficacious. 

The story for Iran is now in “to-be-continued” mode. Who or what will replace the president who was expected to replace Iran’s Supreme Leader is now something only “Iranologists” can tell us. I don’t know enough about Iran to offer any hints as to who will take over now other than the vice president. 

As I sipped my coffee, though, this morning, I asked out loud to no one in particular: “When do we get the joy of waking up on a Monday to hear that a successful assassination of Putin has taken place?” 

When does the world get to offer a small sigh of relief and a hearty chuckle at imaging the rancid little coward’s fear-stricken face when he realized that his terror was over? When he realized that his madness, which had protected him for so long, missed the slightly-opened window in the downstairs bathroom through which crept a blinded-by-rage husband whose pregnant wife was killed (today in Kharkiv) by a Russian missile?

We all await that Monday. It will come. Let’s hope we are all around to enjoy it and tie one on together.