Greetings, loyal minions. Your Maximum Leader had just a moment so he decided to write a quick entry. The impetus behind the entry was, ostensibly, the op-ed piece in the Washington Post today by Henry Kissinger concerning the rise of Angela Merkle as Chancellor of Germany. You should take a moment and read what Henry wrote on the subject.

But the article reminded your Maximum Leader of a dream he had the other night. Once before he’s blogged about a dream he had. That one wasn’t too wierd. This one was sort of odd…

If you are interested… Click below the fold… Otherwise…

Carry on.

So, you are asking yourself, “Self, I am intrigued to learn all about my Maximum Leader’s dream.” Well here it is…

Your Maximum Leader was lounging on a very large bed. Much larger than a king-sized bed. Some huge custom bed-job. He was wearing white silk pajamas and a smoking jacket. He held in his left hand a tumbler filled with scotch. The room was huge and ornately decorated in a faux-gothic style. Lots of tapestries, dark furniture, and carved animals. The bed had a large canopy over it. The sheets on the bed were silk or satin (or something). There were many pillows on the bed… And there were at leas three Playboy Playmates on the bed (in their lacy undergarments) with your Maximum Leader.

So you are saying to yourself, “Self, this is just a typical male-hormonal driven id-inspired dream my Maximum Leader was having.”

Well, if you belived that you’d be wrong.

Because, although your Maximum Leader was lounging on the bed with randy minxes, he was talking with someone else in the room. Across the room, on a large sofa in front of a raging fireplace was Henry Kissinger. Henry was also in his silk pajamas and a smoking jacket. It looked like he was nursing a martini. On the sofa with him were two more Playboy Playmates.

Henry and your Maximum Leader were discussing the injustice of Henry being indicted for war crimes and not being allowed to travel to so many countries for fear of extradition to some backwater where they wanted to put him on trial.

In the end Henry and your Maximum Leader decided that life in the US wasn’t really all that bad.

And that is all.

Carry on.