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Saturday, 30 December 2006
Re: Saddam Hussein's favoUrite wine

Mateus Rosé? That is soooo Seventies. Soooo Abigail’s Party. Those twee little lampshades. It belongs with prawn cocktail, chicken-in-a-basket, Berni Inn Steakhouses, avocado bathroom suites and avocado vinaigrette, serving hatches. “Like a top up, Tone?” “Oooh, don’t mind if I do. It’s like going to the lavatory, pardon my French.” Beg pardon, I'm soiling the doilies.


Dictators are nothing if not tacky. Saddam had a gold toilet seat. Kim Chong [sic – I’d say Jong, but we don’t speak Korean so we’re both wrong] Il , 5’2” in heels, probably white stilettos, likes Hennessy Paradis Cognac. I’ve never tasted it, but it’s probably a bit like Cherry B, the Eighties tipple of the Essex girl. And the Juche tower – well think Blackpool, or if you’re American, in which case the foregoing will mean little, think (possibly) a “cone” handed to you by a “soda jerk”.


Being tasteless and nouveau riche/lower middle class is not the worst aspect of being a dictator. But it seems to be a constant. A dictator has nobody to tell him that murdering millions of people because they disagree with him is a bad idea, and nobody to tell him that sunken baths and gold-plated taps are a bit naff.


What these blighters need is a good dose of John Betjeman. Perhaps the ridiculous English class system, and our sense of the ridiculous, has preserved us on grounds of taste from the totalitarian movements that have bedevilled continental Europe. Here’s P. G. Wodehouse’s Bertie Wooster, talking to Spode, the parody Fascist:


"The trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of half-wits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear them shouting 'Heil, Spode!' and you imagine it is the Voice of the People. That is where you make your bloomer. What the Voice of the People is saying is: 'Look at that frightful ass Spode swanking about in footer bags! Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher?'"


Tamada? Haven’t heard that word for a couple of months.

Posted on 12/30/2006 5:54 PM by Mary Jackson
31 Dec 2006
Send an emailEsmerelda Weatherwax
Presumably he tortured anybody who got the green triangle ahead of him.

31 Dec 2006
I read that Saddam used to offer British visitors a selection of chocolate from his supply of Quality Street. I have images of Saddam's inner sanctum holding dinner parties as an Arab version of Abigail's Party.

30 Dec 2006
Send an emailMary Jackson
That was you, was it? Well, don't tell anyone - I don't usually do that kind of thing.


30 Dec 2006
Hugh Fitzgerald
"Tamada? Haven?t heard that word for a couple of months."

No, I noticed for the past few months you haven't been hangin' round that caff I used to see you at in Tbilisi. You know the one I mean, just off Rustaveli Square. Where ya' been?