keep on rockin in the unfree world

Nightfall in Teheran.
The lights in the Presidential Palace are burning late.
President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is on the toilet.
He sings to himself.
He sings a parody of a song by the decadent British imperialist infidel pop group Babyshambles.
His version goes:
"Here comes a delivery,
Right from the heart of the misery."
It provides an oddly appropriate accompaniment to the business in hand.
When Mahmoud has finished the task he is performing, he stands up and begins to wash his hands.
He starts singing again.
A strangely plaintive thing.
It's his take on a song by the decadent British imperialist infidel pop singer Kate Nash.
He sings:
"I use mouthwash.
And sometimes I floss.
I've got a family.
And I'm a Jihadi."
The President of Iran steps into the corridor and strolls back to his office.
A faint smile is playing about his saturnine features.
It's always there.
Not for nothing has he become known all over the world as Grinny Ahmadinejad.
He enters his office.
He is alone in that wood panelled room with the plush carpet and the red drapes.
A little room from which destiny may yet decide the fate of the Iranian nation and, who knows, of all mankind.
He can hear the faint sigh of traffic from the street.
He sings.
This time the song is by the decadent British imperialist infidel druggy pop group known as The Chemical Brothers.
President Ahmadinejad is singing:
"Boy meets girl.
Jump start DJ.
Here we go.
Iran gets A bombs.
Jump start world war.
Here we go."
This too has an unmistakeably poignant ring.