Continuing my series of paeans to pariah states....
Britain's attempt to persuade the Iranians not to acquire nukular [ain't that what we call them, George?] weapons would be made a lot easier if it wasn't based on wank hypocwisy [isn't that what we call it, Sir Peter Tapsell?].
"We can have 'em, but you can't," doesn't really make for a terribly good argument.
Ah yes, but Iran is on record as saying it wants to wipe out a nation it doesn't like!
Ah yes, but we have a record of wiping out nations we don't like. Go check out Diego Garcia (not an Ecuadorian footballer), and that other place, what was it called, Eye-rak?
Ah, but we didn't use nukes to do the wiping!
Ah, but that is the beauty of nukes, isn't it? Once you got 'em, you don't gotta use 'em. ('Course, it helps if a mate of yours has used them once, just so people know.) You can then do your wiping out with other stuff, and keep your nukes in reserve, secure in the knowledge that they make you pretty much untouchable.
So how about we, the Brits, and Israel, err, I mean the Zionist Entity, scrap our nukes first? And then go ask the nice Mr Ahmadinejad if he'd like to reconsider.
Oh, and yes, I should declare an interest: I want to cycle through Iran on my way home.
So, if you're reading this, Mahmoud - go on, gizuzaviza.