Here's to the day when young Iran gives the mullahs the boot, and parties in the town square wearing the screaming bright colors Iranians love, belly dancing (They're great belly dancers.) and washing down gaz (An Iranian sweet, not unlike Turkish Taffy.) with soda pop.
I don't think dubyah is going to get us into a war with Iran, because he knows it would be too expensive, and we won't have the manpower without a draft, and if he institutes that draft, he will lose a good deal of his support. I think he's rattling his saber to distract us from his innumerable mistakes. It ain't gonna work George!