At the very least, we should appreciate the laughs the United Nations provides us. The latest “oil for food” scam involving Kofi Annan’s son, and perhaps Annan himself, is no different.
The U.N.’s oil-for-food program, which began in 1996, permitted Iraq to sell oil, provided that the revenue went for food, medicine and other necessities. Uh huh. Let’s see, a deal between the world’s largest bureaucracy and one of the planet’s most crooked and ruthless dictators. What could possibly go wrong?
Annan’s son, until recently, was receiving money from a company monitoring the program.
It’s no wonder that, shortly before Iraq War II, the U.N. said, in essence, that it was okay for the United States to invade Iraq, providing we got Iraq’s permission first. That’s a move that must have been taken straight from the “Berkeley Guide To Politically Correct Dating.” “May I invade” is the chapter in the book just after “May I put my arm around you” and “May I unhook your bra?”
This is the same organization that whines because they say the U.S. is behind in their U.N. dues. Not only does the U.N. claim we owe them money, but then they have the audacity to be headquartered in this country? If I’m just a few days late on my gym membership dues, they don’t let me in their door, let alone pack up and move their entire operation into my house. Something doesn’t add up.
It’s a big joke, and if we don’t get out of the U.N. someday soon, we’re the punchline.