So Señora de Kirchner - the only world leader who looks like she was cast from Desperate Housewives - snaps her manicured fingers and Hilarious Clinton comes rushing to Buenos Aires for a spot of 'friendly mediation' between the Argies and the Brits over the Falklands, thus handing the former a diplomatic coup at the expense of Washington's most faithful poodle...sorry, ally? Yalta/ Suez/ Eye-rack (as Americans annoyingly refer to it)...when will British governments learn that the Americans' idea of a special relationship translates as 'you bend over and we'll shaft you up the Twitter whilst preferably, simultaneously robbing you of your gold' as happened in WW2? What's to mediate on? Do the Falkland Islanders want to stay British or not? Mind you, I can see Agentina's point. How would we like it if a load of gauchos set up shop on the Isle of Wight? What? nobody would much notice? Cancel your hols to Disneyland! Boycott Oreos! Bodyswerve Aberzombie & Bitch! Refuse to buy Gaga tracks off iTunes and the next time Hil & co come looking for support for some fatally flawed Yankee misadventure, make her sit through a performance of Andrew Lloyd Wibbly Wobbly's Evita - that'll teach the interfering Clint!
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