Lady MacBeth and The Death of Soleimani

January 14, 2020 at 11:53 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Plays, Short Story, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , )

Lady MacBeth and The Death of Soleimani

Lady MacBeth’s ghost served as a spirit advisor to Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman.

Her advice had started out very bloody indeed and the Crown Prince had to rinse very hard to get the blood of Saudi journalist Jamal Khashoggi off his hands in the eyes of the world.

In fact to a certain extent, he still had not done so.

However he did manage to get blood off his hands in the eyes of Donald Trump.

And that was the important thing.

Lady MacBeth advised the prince MbS (as he was called) to let the blood be on someone else’s hands in planning future killings.

Several months ago as MbS mused aloud in a paraphrase of England’s King Henry II murmuring about Thomas a Beckett, “Who will rid me of this troublesome general?” referring to Iran’s Gen. Qasem Soleimani, Lady MacBeth suggested, “Get Trump to do it.”

After whispering in the ear of Nancy Pelosi to go ahead with impeachment hearings against Donald Trump, Lady MacBeth’s ghost returned to Saudi Arabia from Washington DC and informed the Crown Prince, “The stage is set. The trap to be sprung. Trump’s ego will ensure the job to be done.”

When Trump was impeached, Lady MacBeth returned to Washington to whisper in Pelosi’s ear to hold up the Articles of Impeachment and not deliver them to the Senate right away.

Said Lady MacBeth, 

“He whose toupee from red spider monkey fur has bleached golden in the sun,
Thinks a quick acquittal by the Senate will be so much fun.
But let not golden showers be the only thing to rain on his toupee,
I say rain on his parade should be your Democrats’ way.”

Pelosi took Lady MacBeth’s advice and held up the articles of impeachment.

Trump fumed in the darkness of the night,
As bald head replaced toupee in the absence of light,
“When Oh God,” he addressed his image in the mirror, “shall this trial come to an end?
Isn’t it time once again for lesser wills to bend?”

Lady MacBeth put hand gently on yonder narcissist’s groin and whispered,

“Nay, soft, Roy Cohn’s once golden boy,
Among Netanyahu’s Messianic backers,
Thou art their most favoured goy,
Take out this Qasem Soleimani who gives poor Bibi such pain 
And causes Saudi oil profits to go down the drain.
Bibi and MbS alike will think you a man with golden spike
rather than a circus clown turned tethered dyke
And your approval ratings will soar
while Pelosi’s articles be in tatters on Senate floor.”

And so Trump gave the order for Soleimani to be taken out by drone.
And then had Big Macs delivered to him via his app on the phone.

“The blood is now on Trump’s hands,” 
Lady MacBeth watched the cheers coming from football championship stands,
As Melania quickly withdrew from the grasp of the Donald’s hands.

Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Salman smiled,
“How easy it is to wag the tail of this American dog 
A would be Caesar with the brains of a bump on a log.”

-A poem, Shakespearian drama
and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday January 14th


  1. David Redpath said,

    Say, from whence you owe this
    strange intelligence?
    Yet do I fear thy nature, Chris, it is
    too full o’ the milk of human kindness 🤭
    For something rotten, from the city
    of New York, this way comes! 😱

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      And as the Donald stands on the corner of 5th Avenue with a gun waiting to shoot someone and still his supporters would vote for him he claims, a voice (of one whose wife and child was killed on Ukrainian International Airlines Flight 752) shouts from behind, “Turn, Hellhound, turn.” ⚔🛡

      • David Redpath said,

        Mactrump Enters:

        “If it were done when ’tis done, then
        ’twere well it were done quickly. If
        the assassination could trammel up the consequence, and catch with
        his surcease success; that but this
        blow might be the be-all and the end-all here, but here, upon this
        bank and shoal of time, we’d jump
        the life to come. But in these cases
        we still have judgment here, that we
        but teach loody instructions, which,
        being taught, return to plague th’
        inventor: this even-handed justice
        commends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice to our own lips.

        That’s a big Mactrump mouthful.
        The more things change …
        be it dagger, or drone 🤔

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        That speech brings back memories of when I was in Grade 10 and I recited that soliquy for a province wide Drama Competition.

        Somehow I can’t picture MacTrump himself getting to the end of that MacBeth soliquy.

        I can picture his tongue tripping over itself after the first few words.👅👣🤦🏻‍♂️

      • David Redpath said,

        Of course, it would require a
        consummate thespian to play
        the role of Mactrump 🤔
        Perhaps Ronald McDonald
        could do the Donald …
        in a sesame seed bun 🍔

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        An excellent suggestion, David. 😎

        I forget what costume I wore for MacBeth.

        I remember when I was in Grade 12 and I did Mark Antony’s I’ve come to bury Caesar not to praise him speech for the Provincial Drama Competition, I waited until the last minute to find myself a Roman toga.

        Which meant I couldn’t find one. 😱

        So I had to use an old bed sheet held together with a couple of diaper pins in delivering the speech.

        Afterwards the judges told me that I might have won as I did an excellent rendition except they said they found themselves so distracted by my wearing an old bed sheet held together with a couple of diaper pins that they couldn’t really pay attention to what I was saying.

        One judge in his public adjudication said that he hoped Caesar had left me a real toga in his will.

        Since then, I realize that it’s always a good thing to keep one’s eye out 🧐 for a good costume designer when acting.

      • David Redpath said,

        That is a such a sad story, Chris.
        Worthy of much sackcloth & ashes.
        Yes, clothes maketh the man.
        Just don’t wear a very short toga
        out in public, like silly Uncle Ernie!
        For that maketh him a wanker 😁

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        And no doubt Uncle Ernie’s dagger was described as having that “lean hungry look”.

      • David Redpath said,

        An eye witness once described
        it as, “A pocketful of angry!”.
        Uncle Ernie was soon arrested,
        singing …
        “🎶 Slings and arrows
        will just never do, so …
        I’ve got something outrageous
        in my font pocket for you.🎶 ”

        He does like to share with the
        unfortunate few 😎

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        As he sprinkles forth drops of his showery dew. 💦☔

      • David Redpath said,

        He does have that reputation
        of being the human sprinkler system
        at the House of the Sixth Happiness,
        owned by the inscrutable Mr. Inn Lu.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        No wonder Mr. Inn Lu is held to be inscrutable having a sprinkler system like that. 🤔

      • David Redpath said,

        ‘Old Unfaithful’… cheapest
        on the black market 💦

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        I suppose that’s it.

        Inn Lu tries to cut corners and save money wherever he can. 🤑

  2. Judy Kim said,

    🤣😂😀 I love this❣️

  3. KRITIKA said,

    The ghost of Lady Macbeth did a nice job. 😃

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