The Kuwaiti Press reports of a potential new war of attrition between Israel and Hezbolla in 2010. As usual, the people of Lebanon will be the only losers in the presence of an absent minded Lebanese government to protect them from the axis of evil raging their wars on Lebanese territories.

Independent Observers note the following scenario: Samir Jaajaa and Walid Jumblat fight over which one of the two must take control over the Ministry of Public Works. As a result, Jumblat gets pissed at his Christian allies and decides to stab Saad Hariri and the March 14th Movement in the back. Saad Hariri, who is the PM designate, leaves Lebanon to protest Jumblat's behavior. Samir Jaajaa maintains a deep silence as a tactic to see if he will get the Ministry of Public Works or will it be given to his new-old enemy Walid Jumblat. As a result of this, the new cabinet is not formed after 45 days of appointing Saad Hariri. Yet, everyone blames Minority Chieftain Michel Aoun for the delay in the formation of the government. Who in hell is handling Michel Aoun's media and public relations?

JUMBLAT Sings Frank Sinatra “MY WAY”

And now, Hassan is near;
And so I face the Hizballah curtain.
My friend, May 7 made it clear,
They’ll kill my ass, of which Its certain.

Ive lied a lie thats full.
Ive traveled each and every damascus highway;
As a whore, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then after May 7, I will not mention.
I did what HA said I had to do
And screwed my friends without exemption.

I switched each charted course;
Each backward step along the damascus highway,
As a Whore , and much more than this,
I fucked them my way.

Yes, there was that time ,
Im sure you knewWhen HA wanted to kill me like the Jew.
But when they called, I had no doubt,
I ate some shit and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And flipflopped my way.

Ive robbed, Ive laughed and lied.
Ive had my fill; my share of fooling.
And now, as I switch sides,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say – not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I flipflopped my way.

For what is a man, what is a Jumblatt?
If not to save his ass, then he was bought.
To say the things he never truly feels;
And always be the one who kneels.
The record shows I learned to blow -
And did it my way!