Unless he can indeed manage to recruit some new figures to join his government in exile, Khaddam’s moment, his fifteen minutes of fame, seem to be over (his eternity of shame, on the other hand, is just beginning).
Indeed, it is about time for a new actor to venture onto the stage, and for a new twist to take place in the ever convoluting plot that represents the endgame for a certain decrepit regime. It is indeed time for another fuckup by our timid yet angry lion-cub.
What will it be this time, I wonder? Another convenient car-bombing? Another stupid interview? A meaningless and empty gesture to try to appeal to the internal opposition? Or will he surprise us with something really creative this time around, fucking up being the real essence of his creative genius?
I can’t wait. I am actually holding my breaths.
