Deceived and Abandoned

You are going to find out what it feels like to be deceived and abandoned. It was a stupid move; you're the easiest sacrifice.

You Are A King, Still Taking Orders From A Prince

Wonders ceased. Danny O'Leary was 100 percent correct. I am going to explain that. I've been working on the explanation, even though the substance has already been posted.

A so-called king taking orders from 30 year-old Dasher Bear instead of sending out the sappers.

Right now, there's a Seahawks game on. I'll get back to this later.

Photo of Hamad from summer, 1965

Yes, it is you. I shot this photo in Bahrain in the summer of 1965. So cute and chubby.

What about Qatari wife, your number 3, half-Qatari children?

Well, Hamad, you must have been in a real pickle since joining Mohammad bin Salman and the Al Saud's campaign against Qatar.

I've been thinking about this. Your wife Number 3 is from Qatar, from a family of a former desert king. She's the mother of Sultan, Hessa, Nura, Munira, Reema and maybe others. (I stopped counting your recognized offspring when their numbers reached one dozen.)

Of course, I have no idea if you've already divorced the Qatari lady and acquired yet another from, say, Saudi Arabia, the Sudairi line. Maybe you've kept her out of respect for the number of your offspring that she bore for you, including your deceased son, Faisal, may he rest in peace.

I determined a long time ago that you have no honor and you prove it almost weekly with your silly ass-kissing of that belligerent imbecile MbS and his ill-fated adventures. I wonder if he'll consider that in his stated quest to oust leaders over 40 years old of majority-Arab countries in the Persian Gulf, as reported by well-informed Twitter personality, Mujtahidd. You're too old to be the dictator of Bahrain in his youthful calculation and so are the Khawalids. Trump and the D.O.D. don't care as long as the naval and air bases on the island remain available to U.S. forces.

So, what have you done? Did you send Mrs. Hamad #3 back to Qatar with your half-Qatari children?

New Coup? Beaucoup coups.

Rumor has it that Nasser in Bahrain wants badly to play the role of Mohammad bin Salman. He's not corrupt, is he? He wouldn't carry out a coup against his own father and uncles, would he? He wouldn't get help from Khawalid, would he? Who is the Saad Hariri lightning rod?

The Principal

Remember those questions that I asked you at Safriyya several days after Saddam Hussein attacked Iran? I've wondered why you didn't ask me who wanted to know the answers. I never discussed it with anyone else on the island before asking you for the answers. No one. Yet you didn't ask who wanted to know what was going on with your boys at the old airport. You didn't ask who wanted to know about the decision-making. Did you think that I would know enough about what was going on in Bahrain in the fall of 1980 to come up with those questions just days after I arrived there?

It was the principal. Do you recall whom it was that sent me to the principal's office?

Phony coup. It's going to come out, you know.

Abdicate, the Song for your birthday

Abdicate. Abdicate.

Do you want to rule a tinpot state?

What difference did it make in the long run

that we had some fun, that we had some fun?

Treading softly on the tightwire

because your father's the king

because your mother's the queen.

Treading softly on the tightwire.

Oh, abdicate! Abdicate.

Do you want to rule a tinpot state?

What difference did it make in the long run

that we had some fun, that we had some fun?

But if you ever want to see me,

try to reach me on the telephone

If you can't find me here

Think how we parted

And consider my advice your souvenir.

Treading softly on the tightwire

Gonna be a revolution.

Suspended Constitution.

You better find yourself a new place in the sun.

Oh, abdicate! Abdicate!

Get out now before it's too late!

Before they chase you out at the point of a gun

you'd better find yourself a new place in the sun.

Abdicate. Abdicate. (Pleading vocal end.)

Copyright 1986 Vandenburg, Melody and Lyrics

This arrangement and performance is by me.

All Rights Reserved

Sorry I had to sing it on my untuned piano this morning and using the camera in the hallway from where I was, but the point was the same as other years and now comes with emphasis. As you can see, I wrote it a long time ago. You really do need to abdicate. Happy Birthday.

Sorry for Trump's Foul, Foul Mouth

Do you remember the official dinner held for the graduates of the U.S. Command and General Staff School at Leavenworth? There was a loud-mouthed woman at our table who repeatedly used vulgar language. You said that you didn't know if you should apologize to me or if I should apologize to you. Now we've got a president who whines and harumphs on Twitter and uses such foul language that I feel the urge to apologize for it. Sorry. 

I understand that you and the other Gulfie dictators like him. Watch out. He's a dumb fuck with tiny hands, but he's got a big dagger.