Of course, we’re all aware that it’s a dog eat dog world nowadays. That’s nothing new. In the extreme statist communist government hellhole of North Korea, however, it’s apparently become dog eats man.
If you’re looking for examples of just how bad things can get when a statist government turns over complete social and political authority to just one individual, look no further than North Korea and Kim Jong Un, the latest punk dictator in the Kim family dear leader dynasty.
This retarded little sociopath was born and raised by sociopathic parents and grandparents in a national cesspool; a thoroughly poisoned atmosphere devoid of all empathy, compassion and benevolence for the rest of humanity.
If recent reports are true, (I have a hard time contemplating it as reality), this humanoid monster actually ordered his uncle stripped naked and thrown into a cage with a pack of 120 ravenous dogs to be ripped to pieces and eaten alive.
The uncle, Jang Song Thaek, is the man who facilitated baby dragon Kim’s elevation to power after the death of his father, Kim Jong Il. He’s believed to have been in charge of training his young nephew to take over.
It appears then, that no good deed will go unpunished in the fledging regime of North Korea’s new dear leader. Very shortly after he took control and consolidated his power, the monster accused his uncle as a traitor – a "despicable human scum; guilty of “corruption, womanizing, gambling, taking drugs and attempting to overthrow the state" – and then literally threw him to the dogs.
The Hong Kong based pro-Beijing Chinese newspaper Wen Wei Po reported that Jang and his five closest aides were set upon by 120 hunting hounds which had been starved for five days. Monster Kim and his brother Kim Jong Chol supervised the one-hour ordeal along with 300 other officials. They were "completely eaten up."
Meanwhile, another semi-mentally-retarded kindred spirit of the newly installed dear leader, American Hall of Fame basketball player Dennis, the “worm,” Rodman arrived in North Korea as if nothing had happened with a team of former NBA players in tow to celebrate the baby monster‘s birthday with an exhibition game against a North Korean team as part of the next step of his program of so-called "basketball diplomacy."
"It's about trying to connect two countries together in the world, to let people know that: Do you know what? Not every country in the world is that bad, especially North Korea,” gushed Dennis. "People say so many negative things about North Korea. And I want people in the world to see it's not that bad… He’s my friend first. He’s my friend. I don’t give a (expletive). I tell the world: he’s my (expletive) friend, I love him."
Right! Kim Jong Un just had his own uncle, his mentor and political benefactor, thrown to the dogs to be eaten alive -- but it’s not that bad.
My advice to Dennis Rodman, for whatever it’s worth, is that he had better be careful, extremely careful, not to do anything which might possibly disappoint the dear leader, his loving North Korean sociopathic friend, lest he and his troupe of former NBA buddies be the next group of hapless suckers to suffer the horrible fate of:
Dog eats man.