Here is an odd story of Hugo Chavez, the President of Venezuela, calling President Bush "the devil" on the floor of the U.N. General Assembly. Afterwards, Chavez pulled down his pants, waved his rear at Bush, and said, "You can kiss my brown ass."
Okay, Chavez kept his pants on, but if you are going to call the leader of a nation "the devil" in front of the leaders of almost every other country in the planet, your pantaloons might as well have wings because they're flying off soon.
The article points out that Chavez has called Bush names before, but it was "Mr. Devil". Now, Chavez is dispensing with the formalities.
Mr. Devil does have a nice ring to it. Sounds like something an orphan would say. "Mr. Devil, can I have some more porridge?" And the devil would smile and say, "Well, the devil wouldn't give you more porridge, but maybe Mr. Devil can help a young, polite man like yourself out."
Can you understand how crazy this is? It's like a far-left version of Ann Coulter got elected president of a country. Calling a president a devil in a public forum is something a crackhead would say. How is the President supposed to respond? "You called me what, bitch?"
Whoever gave Chavez the key to the liquor cabinet in his room is going to be fired. Chavez is going to wake up the next day, hungover and groggy, and get a call from his frantic aide: "I said what? Wow. Really? They knew I was drunk, right?"
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