On the 14th of December 2008, during a press conference in Iraq, United States President George W. Bush dodges a pair of shoes journalist Muntadhar al-Zaidi threw at him.

When all a journalist is left to fight with are his shoes, & when words lose their meaning, you know that there is no truth.

Complaints on the soles of our shoes.

I wish the dirty soles of Muntadhar’s shoes violently hit Bush’s rosy cheeks.

I wish he didn’t duck under that stupid wooden podium.

I wish his post-attack smirk was replaced by a cry of pain and tears of agony.

I wish he could feel one millionth of the hurt and loss he has caused.

I do not believe in hell but I wish he would rot in it.

PS: I hate his paintings.

Must watch.

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