I have waited over twenty five years for this night, and will stay up, watching Al Jazeera, with my trusty short wave radio, listening in to the beginning of the end for Gaddafi , his family and his goons.
I was, in the company of a good friend, attacked by members of his entourage many years ago, outside the Casino in Biarritz. My friend was seriously injured. All over a game of poker.
He is a loser, and a bad one at that. Let us enjoy his going.
Corporal Jones, and the other members of the British flight/expeditionary force, are ready, willing and able to rain hell on him.
My contacts in the Quai D'Orsay tell that the plan is to bomb the crap out of his home town and those towns loyal to him, to make his troops pause for thought tonight, then bomb the crap out of them as they retreat from Benghazi, tomorrow.