Archive for November 5th, 2008
Osama Bin Laden has nineteen (19) children. That was the first alarming thing that struck me after I read this article.
Osama Bin Laden has had sex at least nineteen times. Which I am sure you will all agree is pretty impressive for someone who has spent a large proportion of his adult life in a cave. I live in a vibrant tourist town and I have only just struggled to reach double figures (that is a joke, my struggle to reach double figures ended ages and ages ago). This news does seem to make one statement though; to all those people who say we should, “Make love, not war”, old Osama seems to have proven that the two are not mutually exclusive.
His son is seeking asylum in Spain, I’m not sure from what, but having the world’s most unpopular Dad (Clinton’s worst selling mug) is probably quite high on the list.
Getting out from under your fathers shadow can be a tall order, I imagine. Especially if your father is famous, or should I say, infamous. It must also be tough for Osama himself, having his son that fails so spectacularly to live up to expectations. I suppose it is a bit like Alan Carr’s Dad who was a footballer, and then a football manager, the stereotypical man’s man. A camp comedian was probably not high on his list of hopes for his infant son.
The fact that Bin Laden Jnr. is a confirmed pacifist must have hit Osama very hard indeed. He would probably have preferred it if he had announced he was gay and wanted to perform stand-up.
“Dad, I abhor violence of all kinds. I am committed to a life of peace.”
“Are you sure? You’ve not given terrorism a proper go yet. How can you say you don’t like it if you’ve never tried it? It’s a bit like Spinach when you were a kid, and look how much you like that now!”
“No Dad, I want to live in the West and meet a visually impaired fifty-something that I can grow old – well, oldER – with.”
“Won’t you try blowing up just one infidel? Just one? For Daddy?”
So while debate rages about whether to admit Bin Laden Jnr. into Spain, let us not forget his heartbroken father crying himself to sleep in a cave somewhere.
