They had a big celebration in North Korea this week to announce that Jim Jong Il’s youngest son, Kim Jong Un, is the successor to his father as leader of this isolated country that is part of the axis of evil. Un’s two older brothers were passed over for the job. The oldest brother, Kim Jong Nam. is a playboy who fell into disfavor when he was trying to sneak out of the country on a fake passport to go to Japan and see Disneyland. Nam is also a gambler who spends much time in casinos in China and doesn’t care about the job. The middle brother is apparently too girlish for the job. So, we are left with Kim Jong Un who is said to be a lot like his father.

Kim Jong Un is rumored to be a basketball fan. He is supposed to speak English which should help him as he watches the games. The main thing is that he looks like his father. He has the same winning smile as his father. He also has the same round chubby face and the ridiculous haircut. What I want to know is, who is their barber?

Un has also demonstrated a great ability to stand on the balcony and watch the troops goose step and look stern. He claps his hands like his father and has all the gestures that make him fit for the job. I’m sure he will carry on with harassing South Korea, building the atomic bomb and giving the US a hard time.

We hear a lot of bad things about our leaders. Everyone was bashing George Bush and now it's Barack Obama. At least we have the opportunity to bash our leaders. When I look at Kim Jong Il and UN of North Korea, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad of Iran, Hugo Chavez of Venezuela, and Osama bin Laden of the Al-Quaeda terrorist group, I’m proud to be an American. Bush was laughed at by the media when he called that bunch the axis of evil. He was right. They sure aren’t a group of angels and there is no way to deal with them except from a position of strength.

Kim Jong Nam is the smartest one of the group. He wants to go to Disneyland and have a good time. I think the whole bunch would benefit from a trip to Disneyland. They might even benefit from the joy of sitting on the porch with me some afternoon. Perhaps I could convince them that our common enemy is the deer.