Pressure,
Pressure, Everywhere, and not a Drop of Relief!
November 1, 2005 (Afternoon)
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From my High School English Literature days, I recall bits and pieces of “The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.” And I could not help but think of certain phrases of it as I considered the pickle President Bashar Assad finds himself in at the present time. The United Nations Security Council yesterday passed a unanimous resolution (15 to 0) to demand that Syria give its full cooperation to the U.N. investigation into the assassination of former Lebanese Prime Minister Rafiq, as well as some 22 killings in which Syria may have been involved.
The resolution empowers the council to impose a travel ban and asset freeze on anyone suspected of be ing
involved in the killings.
How Assad’s relatives survive this investigation will determine whether his regime hangs on or collapses.
He has never had so much pressure on him from friends and foes at the same time. He is like the ancient mariner, standing on the deck of a ship as the only survivor, surrounded by salt water, none
of which he can drink.
“Water, water, everywhere – And all the boards did shrink –Water, Water, everywhere – Nor any drop to drink.”
“I looked upon the rotting sea – And drew my eyes away – I looked upon the rotting deck, and there the dead men lay.”
Assad is surrounded, by the governments of this world, and none offer him the kind of relief a cup of water provides a thirsty man. He stands on the international support of nations yet finds it shrinking and rotting beneath him by the stink of the dead men assassinated by his regime.
As I have stated many times in the past, I do not believe Assad will be in office when 2007 rolls in, and
the man who replaces him, or
the one who follows him, could be the antichrist.