Saddam Hussein is Alive and Well!!!

I am so very torn at this moment. I'm watching CNN as the reporters discuss the imminent execution of Saddam Hussein. I'm watching as they actually chuckle and practically wager on the possibility that the "Butcher of Bagdad" will be executed prior to the onset of a Muslim holiday commemorating the event where Abraham nearly sacrificed his son Ishmael in obedience to a command from G-d (even though it was really Abraham's son Isaac). They keep flashing pictures and videos of Saddam pointing his finger at the tribunal.

They keep showing him laughing while he was in control of Iraq. I can see, in my minds eye, a fictitious scene where by some strange turn of time and natural events I might have been taken captive by the government of Iraq. It is not difficult for me to envision Saddam walking into my holding cell, a dank, dark, morbid room in some far away dessert dungeon, and with not so much as a flick of his crooked finger and a muttering of unintelligible Arabic, he orders my execution with less than any kind of describable consideration.

I can see him walking away, not even laughing about my demise because I don't amount to a grain of basmati rice on the lunch plate he summons as he climbs the spiral staircase up and out of the last vision my all too mortal eyes are destined to behold. The fact of the matter is, what I just described would have been a heavenly death sentence compared to the actual executions that hundreds of thousands of souls experienced at the whim of this brutal thug.