Continuing our revelations of yesterday of President Obama’s ultimatum to the Iranian mullahs in their October 1st meeting, Verse-afire has received a copy of the notes taken by the Iranian interpreter, revealing what the president and the mullahs actually agreed to. From the president’s perspective, he had a win-win if he played his cards right. If he allowed the generals to continue the war in Afghanistan as they have proposed despite clamors from his left wing base to close it down, two things are possible, and both are politically helpful. If the war is won, he will get the credit, but if he closes down the war and there is another attack on the United States by Al Qaeda, then he will get the blame. So he must continue the war. The problem is, Afghanistan is landlocked, with the only land corridor to the fighting fronts through Taliban infested Pakistan. What Obama needs, if he is to dramatically increase troop strength, is safe and sure logistics, and that safe and sure route lies through Iran. What happened next was Realpolitick at its finest.
Obama said to the mullahs if you help me in the Stans
I will look the other way and let you formulate your plans
To rid the world and people of a certain you know who
Just be sure you don’t inform me so I won’t know what you do
The mullahs smiled and said sure Jack just tell us what you want
And O winked back and said he needed something he can flaunt
To show the public back at home he’s really on the stick
I’ve got to give them something big and this will do the trick
The guys I’ve got, the money men, he said with great disdain
Are causing polling numbers to go circling round the drain
So what I need is access to the Afghan seat of war
I need your ports, I need your roads, I need your help much more
Then I could state in simple terms because it’s so complex
And if you give me what I need I think we’ll clear the decks
For you to gain complete control of what you say is yours
And in the process make Israelis grovel on all fours
To grovel them is not our goal the mullahs winked and laughed
No doubt you think us crazy and no doubt you think us daft
But total ’nihilation is what this is all about
We don’t want them to holler and we don’t want them to shout
We want the sons of pigs and dogs in silent heaps to lay
So that is what we want and are you now prepared to pay
Done and done said O as he prepared to board his plane
I don’t know what you’re gonna do but if my numbers gain
You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours and when I leave the room
I’ll know you’ve kept your bargain when I’ve heard that great big BOOM