Li'l Kim Go Bang

News this morning that at last the midget Elvis impersonator has joined our nuclear funhouse. We await with trepidation the arrival of Team America, World Police, to kick his vertically and sartorially challenged ass.
Will George the monkey hit his favourite button? The one with the picture of a banana on it? The one which triggers an insanely disproportionate retaliation, usually against the wrong target?
Probably not, as he has already vastly overfulfilled his production quota of bereaved American mothers.
Li'l Kim's neighbours are understandably upset with his deranged actions, especially Japan, as Team America carried out their own nuclear tests on the Japanese people, which gives them a somewhat unique perspective on events.
South Korea has already suspended an aid package this morning. Sanctions are an inevitable but stupid response, as Li'l Kim's starving millions stand no chance of bringing him down, so it looks like the long-suffering North Korean people will just have to suffer a bit more this winter.
The Americans love to use "targeted assassination" (murder), usually with Israeli gunmen; yet they seem reluctant to just shoot the fucker. Hey, Georgie! At least shoot his tailor … that would be a mercy killing, and make the world a slightly more tasteful place, if no safer.
Well, we can either sit back and watch the bickering or try to help the poor people crushed under Li'l Kim's jackboot. I'll be popping a note in to the South Korean Embassy on the way to St.James's Park tube station this afternoon - and every day until something is done - asking them to resume aid (they are on Buckingham Gate - Victoria Street end - just opposite a lovely old plane tree, should you wish to do the same).
I shall also be continuing my long-standing protest against American foreign policy by giving wildly inaccurate directions to American tourists (not helpful to the North Korean, Iraqi, Palestinian or any other people, but really, really satisfying).
Good luck, world …