Hezbollah mob finds alternative to guns

Wow…Hassan Nasrallah was really pissed off yesterday, accusing Siniora and the Lebanese government of selling him out to Israel during the July War. That’s big news.

But what really deep-fried my goose was when he “ordered” his followers not to “fire a single bullet” in jubilation after his speech was over. He asked them not to fire their rifle in the air, an Arab form of jubilation reserved mainly for traditional weddings.

Listening to Nasrallah blowing off some steam made me feel a bit relieved because I know that none of his minions would shoot in the air when it was over. I thought that it would be a calm night. But the minions have better ideas.

Not sooner had the bearded baddie finished his blood-boiling, sectarian-tension-raising speech than his cronies all over the country set off fire-crackers and fire-works. Seriously. My neighborhood looked like London’s Millennium Dome at midnight 1999-2000. Actually, the Millennium Dome could not compete with my neighborhood last night.

Next time Nasrallah decides to prod his buddies into not using their rifles, he should also consider ordering them to refrain from anything that could awaken sleeping babies and scare the last breaths out of grandparents.

I hate loud noise. It drowns my thoughts and I can't put my ideas together. I might sympathize with any cause (Holy or not), but when it's this loud, I say, "Go home, assholes. Damn you and damn your mothers who have raised your fireworks-loving ass!"