Iraqi II - Weapons of Mass Stupidity

Well, the world has a new, loveable, old curmudgeon to brighten our lives. He's a semi-cuddly, junk-food junkie, given to dispensing fatherly advice on dating to the young men who watch over him. His only real fault, if, indeed you can call this a fault, is that he's a clean-freak. His name: Saddam Hussein.
Who knew? Probably not the tens of thousands of innocent men, women, and children he killed, mutilated, tortured, raped, and otherwise generally did as he pleased with, during his twenty years of terror. In all likelihood, his 40 close relatives whom he had put to death, never really saw the "soft side" of Saddam. What a shame.
The American media loves a story of redemption, I guess. Harry Smith could barely control his giggles as he listened to two National Guardsmen describe this loveable ol' grandfatherly figure. They said he gave them some advice on finding a girlfriend. And, personally, I can't think of anyone who probably knows more about the feminine persuasion. He had more than his share of mistresses. He is said to have used forced prostitution to intimidate his enemies, and to have then beheaded the female prostitutes. I imagine he could tell some tales of his own dating days. I can see ol' Harry now, sitting on the floor at Saddam's feet, looking up with eyes of wonder and admiration as this kindly dictator shares the experience that can only come with years of barbarism.
They say Saddam's trial will be over by the end of the year. I'm going out on a limb here, but I predict, that if his lawyers can get the Michael Jackson jury, he'll be acquitted. Then who knows what awaits. Saddam told the National Guardsmen that he was going to resume his presidency. He even invited them back when he comes back into power to see the real Iraq. Imagine the postcards they'll be able to send home then.
But, I'm not predicting Saddam's return to politics. No way. He has too much of a future on the American talk-show circuit. Can't you just see him entertaining those intellectually-oriented audiences who flock to see Jerry Springer and Oprah Winfrey and the like? I predict him coming on-stage to the wild applause of those minions who make up the daytime audiences.
And, if his advice is any good, could we be looking at the next Dr. Phil? I think so. Saddam's future is probably even brighter than his glorious past.
And the American public is ready to eat it up. It's just a shame Adolf Hitler is no longer around.