The original is at http://www.therockalltimes.co.uk/2002/09/30/rushdie-verses.html. Rushdie in 'Satanic Limericks' outrageWriter faces fatwah, jihad and papal Bull by Lester Haines
Rushie, who is no stranger to enraged true believers coming at him with knives, is reported to have hoped that his "fun look at the modern world" would appeal to teenagers and adults alike, simultaneously "amusing and educating". Sadly, his hopes have been dashed amid scenes of international outrage. In Rome, Vatican officials are even now "preparing an enormous Papal Bull of Excommunication" in response to this verse: There was an old man called the Pope The threatened Bull comes despite the fact that Rushie is not even a Catholic. "Don't you worry about that," one purple-faced Cardinal told The Rockall Times. "We're going to club the bastard to death with it." Likewise, Buddhist monks have begun to flood into London with a view to self-immolation on Rushdie's front lawn after the author wrote: There was a fat bastard called Buddha Naturally, the Arab world does not escape Rushdie's attention. Hamas has placed him on their "ten most likely to get a visit from a teenage suicide bomber" list as a reaction to his witty analysis of Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat's current predicament: There was an old rag-head called Yasser Warming to his task, Rushdie goes on to make merry at the expense of the Americans: There was a black Yankee called Powell It is, however, the following which is likely to land the author in the hottest water. Ignoring the current fashion for anti-Iraq warmongering, Rushdie seems to suggest that Saddam Hussein, although completely bonkers, is nothing less than a US-created Frankenstein's monster. Holocaust victims are upset about this one too: There was a dictator called Saddam US reaction to this dig has been predictable. "We ain't gonna stand for no towel-head pen-pusher knocking the good old US of A," fumed a visibly-rattled Ronald Dumsfeld. "We'll back any fatwah which seeks to remove this guy permanently from the international literary scene. There will be no hiding place." Meanwhile, London police chiefs have been running around like headless chickens for three days trying to work out how their overstretched officers will be able to protect Rushdie from the hundreds of maniacal zealots expected to have a poke in the next few months. "This will cost the taxpayers millions," sobbed one Met accountant. "Why can't he just keep his mouth shut, for the love of all that's holy?"
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