I am safely in Tikrit now, along with most of Uday. It was a bumpy ride, and some of his parts fell off the camel, but that's life.... Or in HIS case, that's death....

I am disturbed by news coming out of Baghdad. Apparently those unholy invaders are yanking down my statues. Meanwhile, mobs of my loyal beloved citizens are swarming the streets, screaming and crying, trying to stop the destruction.

I am moved to tears.