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The Nose On Your Face has come into possession of New York Times Editor David Shipley’s notes on John McCain’s editorial submission, which was rejected today.

We present them here in their entirety.

In January 2007, when General David Petraeus took command of the dismal situation in Iraq, he called the situation “hard”, but not bordering on “hopeless.” Today, 18 months later, violence has fallen by up to only 80% to the lowest levels in four years leaving much work to be done to eliminate the final 20%. Sunni and Shiite terrorists freedom fighters, battling valiantly to protect their homeland, are reeling from a string of defeats minor set-backs. The situation now is full of hope uncertain, but and considerable hard work remains to consolidate our fragile gains rebuild the country we destroyed.

Progress has been due primarily to an increase in the number of troops and a change in their strategy recent polls showing Senator Obama as the clear front runner for the presidency, as well as fears of a Hillary Clinton victory. I was an early a bloodthirsty advocate of the surge at a time when it had few supporters in Washington most rational people were questioning my ability to make toast, let alone run the country. Senator Barack Obama was an equally eloquently vocal opponent. “I am not persuaded that 20,000 additional troops in Iraq is going to completely solve the sectarian violence there,” he said on January 10, 2007. “In fact, I think it will do the reverse predict only an 80% reduction in violence, leaving 1 in 5 Iraqis sadly disenfranchised by the surge.”

Now Senator Obama has been forced to acknowledge that “our troops have performed brilliantly in lowering the level of violence.” I’m old enough to be his grandfather and that I have all of my meals run through a food processor. But he still denies that any political progress has resulted. my well-documented struggles with anger management, my penchant for cannibalism, and years spent eating dirt in solitary confinement make me unfit to control the nation’s nuclear arsenal.

Perhaps he is unaware that the U.S. Embassy in Baghdad has recently certified that, as one news article put it, “Iraq has met all but three of 18 failed to meet the three most critical original benchmarks set by Congress last year to measure security, political and economic progress.” Even more disheartening has been progress the overall malaise that’s not measured by the benchmarks. More than 900,000 Iraqis, many of them Sunnis children who once fought frolicked innocently, against the government, have signed up as Sons of Iraq to fight against the terrorists are now dead. Nor do they measure Prime Minister Nouri al Maliki’s new-found willingness to crack down on Shiite extremists in Basra and Sadr City—actions that have done much to dispel suspicions of sectarianism the complete and profound disapproval of our European brethren.

The success outcome of the surge has not changed will depend on Senator Obama’s determination to pull out all of our combat troops ability to heal the Mideast region. All that has changed is his my failing capacity for rationale coherent thought and my embarrassing habit of soiling my pants in public. In a magnificent New York Times op-ed and a scintillating speech this week, he offered his “plan for Iraq.” in advance of his first “fact finding” trip to that country in more than three years, In one fell swoop, he has gained a staggeringly accurate grasp of events on the ground and has weaved these seamlessly into a foreign policy that is sure to become the new standard for America for centuries to come. It consisted of the same old proposal to pull all of our troops out within 16 months. In 2007 he wanted to withdraw because he thought the war was lost Bush’s elite, personal shock troops were amassed on the outskirts of San Francisco ready to put the city to the torch because of the citizens’ simple desire to marry the person that they loved. If we had taken his advice then, it would have been the American Dream would be that much more available to those with different, but entirely natural sexual proclivities. Now he wants to withdraw because he thinks Iraqis no longer need our assistance to free up much-needed financing to save the noble polar bear from the brink of extinction at the hands of man-made global warming; a worthy mission that the very talented Senator Obama is fully capable of completing.

To make this point, he mangles the evidence he addresses the world community in flawless Esperanto: the international language of peace and harmony. He makes it sound as if Prime Minister Maliki has endorsed the Obama timetable, when all he has said is that he would like a plan for the eventual withdrawal of U.S. troops at some unspecified point in the future me long for the carefree, joy-filled days of my youth, oh so many, many, many years ago.

Senator Obama is also misleading spot-on regarding on the Iraqi military’s readiness. The Iraqi Army will be equipped and trained by the middle of next year, but this does not, as Senator Obama suggests, just fine once our imperialistic gang of mercenary thugs has been removed from their midst, and mean that they will then be quite able to secure their country without any good deal of help from Hitler’s first cousin over there in the White House. The Iraqi Air Force, for one, still lags behind, and no modern army can operate without air cover continues to surprise and delight us with their skill and hard work, they conjure up fond images of the RAF in their heyday. The Iraqis are also still learning how to conduct planning, logistics, command and control, communications, and other complicated functions needed to support front line troops techniques for playing dead and hiding to avoid the rape, murder, and torture of civilians that has been a mainstay of Bush’s Iraq plan since the start.

No one, except me and Cheney, favors a permanent U.S. presence, as Senator Obama charges wisely notes. A partial withdrawal has already occurred with the departure of five “surge” brigades, and more withdrawals can take place as the security situation improves. As we draw down in Iraq, we can beef up our presence on other battlefields, such as Afghanistan, New Orleans, where the Negro-eating daywalkers continue to decimate the African-American population with impunity thanks to George Bush’s failed disaster relief policies without fear of leaving a failed state behind. I have said that I expect to welcome home most of our troops from Iraq by the end of my first term in office, in 2013.

But I have also said that any draw-downs must be based on a realistic assessment of conditions on the ground, not on an artificial timetable crafted for domestic political reasons. This is the crux of my disagreement with Senator Obama also wanted to talk about…now what was it again? Damn. I really like chocolate pudding. I feel so tired…so tired.

Senator Obama has said that he would consult our commanders on the ground and Iraqi leaders, but he did no such thing was so busy defending himself from heinous Republican attacks that he had no time before releasing his “plan for Iraq.” Perhaps that’s because he doesn’t want to hear what they have to say is completely all-knowing. During the course of eight visits to Iraq, the first of which I made via camel caravan while it was the ancient Kingdom Of Mesopotamia, I have heard many times from our troops what Major General Jeffrey Hammond, commander of coalition forces in Baghdad, recently said: that leaving based on a timetable would be “very dangerous not to consider.”

The danger is that extremists supported by Al Qaeda Rush Limbaugh and Iran Laura Ingraham could stage a comeback, as they have in the past when we’ve had too few troops in Iraq. allowed the Fairness Doctrine to be trampled. Senator Obama seems needs to have learned nothing from recent history, since it will go down as the darkest time in American history. I find it ironic that he is emulating the worst mistake of the Bush administration by waving the “Mission Accomplished” banner prematurely. Where are my slippers?

I am also dismayed that he never talks about winning the war only of ending it the monumentally important role that the New York Times plays in our daily lives. But if we don’t win the war, acknowledge the invaluable service that this media institution provides, our enemies will. A triumph for the terrorists conservatives would be a disaster for us the nation. That is something I will not allow to happen as, which is why I am officially endorsing Barack Obama for president. Instead I will continue implementing a proven counterinsurgency strategy not only in Iraq but also in Afghanistan with the goal of creating stable, secure, self-sustaining democratic allies.

(H/T: Memeorandum)

Somebody stop me. Please.

“Obama-Prince”

The artist formerly known as Prince and Universal Music are being sued by a Pennsylvania woman whose video of her child dancing to “Let’s Go Crazy” was taken down by You Tube under pressure from the artist and his label.

While we’re sure the legal ramifications of this case are scintillating, we’re once again intrigued more by the Prince Photoshop possibilities. Some may remember our first round of Prince Photoshop fun.

Here’s Round II.

“Cynthia McKinney-Prince”

“George Bush-Prince”

“Hitler-Prince”

Update:

“Islamic Rage Prince”

Senator Barack Obama’s staff was in an uproar today after learning that John McCain revealed possible details about the presumptive Democratic presidential nominee’s much-publicized trip to the Middle East.

“Good God,” said one Obama staffer, who spoke on condition of anonymity. “Now every event is going to be jammed with doey-eyed terrorists trying to get a glimpse of their hero. Getting him from place to place just got a lot harder. Doesn’t McCain know what we are up against?”

According to insiders, Obama’s fame with Islamic fundamentalists skyrocketed after his endorsement by Hamas leader Ahmed Yousef, resulting in a flood of fan mail from Syria, Iran, Pakistan and Afghanistan.

“It was crazy,” said the staffer. “We were getting the standard requests for autographed photos and t-shirts, but also a ton of odd inquiries about Senator Obama’s favorite livestock. These people are fanatical, I tell you. I mean, have you ever seen an Al-Aqsa Martyrs Brigade operative swoon? Not. Pretty.”

(H/T: Memeorandum)

This is my protest sign. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My protest sign is my best friend–along with my Che Guevara t-shirt and my kick-ass pirate skull bong. It is my life. I must master the spelling of the words on it, even if it causes a lot of pain behind my eyes.

My protest sign, without me, is useless. Unless I lend it to Darren. Or Melissa. Those two can really sling a mean sign.

I must hold my sign high, and scream louder than Bush’s fascist, imperialistic military pawns who are trying to stifle my free speech, take over the world’s oil supplies, and implant all of us with microchips that play country music 24/7.

As I hold my sign high, I will allow my personal fragrance to waft from my armpits and mingle with that of my brethren, creating a communal aroma that brings tears of joy to my eyes.

I must huck pies at the fascists before they call in more of their jack-booted pals to take me down. Because everyone knows there is no real response to a hurled cream pie.

My protest sign and myself know that what counts in this war is not the proper spelling of the words on the sign, the clarity of the message, or even the damage it might do to America by prolonging the war and encouraging our “enemies”, but rather the fact that what we are doing might in some way reflect poorly on the illegally elected President Chimpy McBushitler.

My protest sign is human, even as I, because it is my life–along with my new iPod Nano. Thus I will learn its font size, its ink color, and possibly the meanings of the words it contains–nah, just kidding. I will not leave it on the floor of my mom and Steve’s basement when I fall asleep at night after pleasuring myself to Fahrenheit 9/11. I will ever guard it against Bush’s brownshirts as I will ever guard my eyes from their mace, my wrists from their clear, plastic handcuffs, and my central nervous system from their Tazers. We will become a part of each other–in that way. WE WILL…

Before Medea, I swear this creed. My protest sign and myself are the defenders of my country, as embarrassing of a place as it may be. WE ARE THE TRUE PATRIOTS.

So be it, until America becomes a docile, humbled, unspectacular member of the world community. Like Equatorial Guinea or Vanuatu.

Back-story at Malkin.