A disagreement with Councillor Liebeman
Mood:  sad
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Spent yesterday evening with Councillor Liebeman and by the time I left my ears were ringing. It turns out he wasn't too pleased with my report back from Iran, in fact he reckons I never made it to Iran at all but merely ended up in Glasgow. I strongly disagreed with him, after all it was me who had to contend with the language difficulties, the different culture, and the strange food. I don't like to criticise such a powerful man like the Councillor, but how would he know what Iran is like, he's never been there. It seems he's another one of these people who believe what they read in books and newspapers, I've had first hand experience and am also well travelled around the world, did you know I've visited more than 100 countries?
Anyway once Benny gets his act together you can judge for yourself, once you've seen the pictures you will see that the place I went to was so backward that there is no way it can be in the UK, and unlike me who always speaks the truth, the Councillor is talking out of his arse.
Yesterday I remember telling you that I was going to seek out those mosques - the pictures of which were eagerly awaited by people back home. Well from asking around I discovered that unlike other parts of the Muslim faith who worship on Fridays, worship here is done on a Saturday, and whilst Sunni and Shi'ite are the most well known differences in the religion it appears that in the Qurbals there are radically different splinter groups which are easily identified. If you belonged to one group you wore a distinct white and green top, if you belonged to the other it was blue. Any attempt at trying to work out the difference was normally met with aggression and due to the language barrier I decided not to get involved. One strange thing did happen though, as I walked down the street chanting my Hare Krishna song I always generated a small procession of individuals. They did follow me around for a while until I popped into a McDonald's for a Big Mac (I was opting for safety in the food department). I also managed to get pictures of the two main mosques, and it is these that have upset the Councillor.
The trip sort of petered out from there, so I won't write much more about it, but thinking about it some of the guys at work made the same remarks as the Councillor which just tells me how deep rooted ignorance is about that strange land.
Saturday as you know by now is Synagogue day and I'm dreading going as if you remember I'm being roped in to some sort of production the wives of Rabbi Goldberg and Councillor Liebeman are putting together. I don't mind acting having rubbed shoulders in the past with such names as Kirk Douglas, Sophia Loren and Ena Sharples. I was also special advisor to George Lazenby when he appeared in that James Bond movie he did. His whole role was based on an old Israeli spy I knew and George played it to perfection. Unfortunately it was just too realistic for the producers who if I remember correctly got some Scottish geezer to do the role next. Typical Hollywood, they hate realism. Anyway I'll learn more today about what I'll be expected to do, I guess because of my background I'll be playing the suave, sophisticated agent in black.
OK, Benny's outside with the Trabant better go.
Shalom