A rose by any other name would still taste good
Hey, so remember when I compared Daniel to Iran? That wasn’t meant only to suggest that my son was an unpredictable, stubborn, opinionated theocracy with some serious attitude but also to imply that I’m rather fond of Iran.
And how could anyone not be fond of Iran when, in protest over the Danish cartoon hoo-ha, they have renamed Danish pastries “roses of the Prophet Mohammed.” Roses of the Prophet! That is SO much better than freedom fries and freedom toast. It’s beautiful, inspired and frankly, an invitation to eat more pastries. I’ll have two Roses of the Prophet please, to go, hold the freedom fries.
n.b. So, speaking of theocracies, how about these here United States? My theocrackometer is registering some pret-ty interesting readings these days, yessirreeBob’syeruncle and no mistake.
