DURST: The We Can Really Screw Things Up Big Time Club
Say what you will about those wacky Indians, they just proved they possess International cajones the size of The Great Barrier Reef by joining the We Can Really Screw Things Up Big Time Club. We're not even done yelling at them for the three nukes they set off on Monday and what do they do: immediately go and test themselves two more underground blasts. You'd think they'd have the simple common courtesy to wait until we've finished drawing our angry line in the sand before walking past us like we're not even there. To say Washington is a little pissed off is like saying the Seinfeld publicity machine is running on all four cylinders. Oh, their next door neighbors, the Pakistanis, are happier than a refrigeration convention in hell without duct tape. They called the New Delhi action something "gone berserk." Of course you got to remember they get along with the Indians a lot like sugar gets along with carburetors. They would probably call an Indian satellite transmission of the Disney channel the first manifestation of Great Satan's rule. Of course they wouldn't be too wrong. Too bad, Rudy Guiliani didn't feel the same way and left Times Square to Satan and not Disney.Will Durst the bigger the Club the shorter the half life.