« Loss Of Innocence | Main | The Only Sunday Cartoon to Mention Memorial Day Besides Mallard Filmore »

May 25, 2007

DAMN It!

Months of planning go down the YouTubes.

From the crippling amounts his people spend on weddings to the local fashion for gold teeth, Tajikistan's leader is on the warpath against extravagant spending.

... He criticized the teachers' gilded dentistry, saying they were alien imports and explaining that they could damage the country's ability to attract foreign aid.

"How are we to persuade donors that we are poor when our teachers have gold teeth?" Rakhmon demanded.


Whoa! Now the cat's outta the burqua! I predict Escambia County teachers will be moving en masse to Tajikistan after hearing that. I can hear the rallying cry from the union now:
"No more working part time at Wal-Mart to survive! You get enough for gold teeth in Tajikistan!
To the planes!!"

But there is dark side to Rahkmon's intrusive governing style...
...Rakhmon told a group of lawmakers, clerics and intellectuals that guests at weddings should be restricted to 150; at a funeral, 100; and at a circumcision ceremony, to 60.

Really. Now that's going too far. The last thing we need in an influx of Tajikee party planners and gazers seeking asylum.

President Bush, BUILD THAT WALL!

Posted by tree hugging sister at May 25, 2007 10:05 AM

Comments

Looks like the opening of Rocky Horror...

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at May 25, 2007 11:59 AM

Only 60 people at a circumcision ceremony? I don't think that's going to cut it.

Posted by: Dave E. at May 25, 2007 12:51 PM

Something's wrong when Big Brother is foreskin cutbacks in party attendence.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at May 25, 2007 12:59 PM

You can get away with 65 or so if you tip the right people.

Posted by: Nightfly at May 25, 2007 01:31 PM

I don't know, but I've heard that defying Rakhmon takes some big bris ones.

Posted by: Dave E. at May 25, 2007 02:10 PM

Is that all the back of a Lincoln holds?

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at May 25, 2007 02:46 PM

You heard, of course, of the, ahem, circumciser who collected up the, er, leftovers from the circumcisions? He made a dual-purpose wallet from them.

When he rubbed it, it became a suitcase.

Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at May 25, 2007 10:21 PM

LOL! Good one, Ken.

Quick useless fact

The fellow who performs circumcisions is known as a Mohel.

Posted by: Gunslinger at May 26, 2007 07:12 PM

Hmmmm.

The one who has the circumcision is known as the "screaming like a little girl".

:)

Posted by: memomachine at May 27, 2007 12:47 PM

Isn't this the same dude who renamed the months of the year after himself and his mother?

(No, I'm not making a circumcision joke here...I think all the good ones have been taken anyway)

I have a feeling this guy's underdrawers are a bit tight, or his shoes are the wrong size...or he's just a screaming nutbag. I mean, there's micromanaging, and then there's NANOmanaging....

I suppose we could hold this chap up as an object lesson of "be careful what you wish for" to those who would expand our federal government.

Posted by: ricki at May 28, 2007 01:25 PM

Oh, ricki ~ ya gotta loves someone who loves his mother...

Posted by: tree hugging sister at May 29, 2007 11:07 AM