Author: Tony Dawson

  A war criminal walks into the Oval Office wearing a bloodstained butcher’s apron, his nose still brown from his last visit. He waves a letter in the orange face of the oaf sitting behind the Resolute Desk. The butcher proclaims that the envelope contains a copy of the letter he’s addressed to the Norwegian Nobel Committee requesting that Mr Chump be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for assisting in the butcher’s genocide of Palestinians. He’s also providing sick bags for gentiles, body bags for journalists, and mass graves for those at food distribution hubs in Gaza. Tony Dawson,...