His name is Muntazer al-Zaidi and he's the toast of the Middle East and many other parts of the world. Never before has anyone achieved so much acclaim for throwing a pair of shoes. He threw them at President Bush, of course, an act that he's somewhat embarrassed about, as I learned during an exclusive telephone interview.
Me: "Muntazer, thank you for taking my call."
Muntazer: "I did not know I could take calls. How much are you paying the prison warden?"
Me: "I'm giving him a pair of shoes."
Muntazer: "You can send them to me. I will deliver them for you."
Me: "No, thanks. I saw your last delivery."
Muntazer: "You are right, my friend. It was a bad delivery. A very bad delivery. I'm embarrassed about it."
Me: "People say you are a hero. Do you consider yourself a hero?"
Muntazer: "No, I am not a hero. I missed the target. It was a bad delivery. I should have thrown harder and lower. I did not practice enough."
Me: "You mean you practiced for this?"
Muntazer: "Of course I practiced. I spent many hours at the shoeing range."
Me: "Shoeing range? You mean there's a special place where you can practice throwing shoes?"
Muntazer: "Yes, we have many shoeing ranges here. They provide us with hundreds of shoes, as well as cardboard cutouts of President Bush."
Me: "So throwing shoes at President Bush is a national sport in Iraq?"
Muntazer: "Yes, it is a very popular sport. We have many competitions. But we do it in secret places. We don't want the American soldiers to find out."
Me: "You are afraid of getting into trouble?"
Muntazer: "No, we are afraid of having too many players. The lines are too long already."
Me: "There are lines? People stand in lines to throw shoes at cutouts of President Bush?"
Muntazer: "Yes, the lines are very long. But it is good for the people. It is a form of therapy."
Me: "Was it therapeutic for you to throw shoes at the actual president?"
Muntazer: "Yes, it was. And then they arrested me and brought me to prison."
Me: "So it's not therapeutic anymore?"
Muntazer: "No, it is very untherapeutic."
Me: "What do you think of the president's reflexes?"
Muntazer: "He moved like a man who is used to having shoes thrown at him."
Me: "Are you sorry about what you did?"
Muntazer: "Yes, I am sorry. I am sorry that I missed."
Me: "You are extremely popular in the Arab World. I heard that an Egyptian man has even offered his 20-year-old daughter in marriage to you. How do you feel about that?"
Muntazer: "I feel like throwing more shoes."
Me: "I heard that the Pittsburgh Pirates want to sign you to a pitching contract. Is that true?"
Muntazer: "Yes, they made inquiries about my availability. But I am considering a more lucrative job offer."
Me: "A more lucrative job offer?"
Muntazer: "Yes, Madonna has offered me a job. She wants me to throw shoes at her ex-husband."
Me: "Which one?"
Muntazer: "I'm not sure. We are still negotiating the details."
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Me: "Muntazer, thank you for taking my call."
Muntazer: "I did not know I could take calls. How much are you paying the prison warden?"
Me: "I'm giving him a pair of shoes."
Muntazer: "You can send them to me. I will deliver them for you."
Me: "No, thanks. I saw your last delivery."
Muntazer: "You are right, my friend. It was a bad delivery. A very bad delivery. I'm embarrassed about it."
Me: "People say you are a hero. Do you consider yourself a hero?"
Muntazer: "No, I am not a hero. I missed the target. It was a bad delivery. I should have thrown harder and lower. I did not practice enough."
Me: "You mean you practiced for this?"
Muntazer: "Of course I practiced. I spent many hours at the shoeing range."
Me: "Shoeing range? You mean there's a special place where you can practice throwing shoes?"
Muntazer: "Yes, we have many shoeing ranges here. They provide us with hundreds of shoes, as well as cardboard cutouts of President Bush."
Me: "So throwing shoes at President Bush is a national sport in Iraq?"
Muntazer: "Yes, it is a very popular sport. We have many competitions. But we do it in secret places. We don't want the American soldiers to find out."
Me: "You are afraid of getting into trouble?"
Muntazer: "No, we are afraid of having too many players. The lines are too long already."
Me: "There are lines? People stand in lines to throw shoes at cutouts of President Bush?"
Muntazer: "Yes, the lines are very long. But it is good for the people. It is a form of therapy."
Me: "Was it therapeutic for you to throw shoes at the actual president?"
Muntazer: "Yes, it was. And then they arrested me and brought me to prison."
Me: "So it's not therapeutic anymore?"
Muntazer: "No, it is very untherapeutic."
Me: "What do you think of the president's reflexes?"
Muntazer: "He moved like a man who is used to having shoes thrown at him."
Me: "Are you sorry about what you did?"
Muntazer: "Yes, I am sorry. I am sorry that I missed."
Me: "You are extremely popular in the Arab World. I heard that an Egyptian man has even offered his 20-year-old daughter in marriage to you. How do you feel about that?"
Muntazer: "I feel like throwing more shoes."
Me: "I heard that the Pittsburgh Pirates want to sign you to a pitching contract. Is that true?"
Muntazer: "Yes, they made inquiries about my availability. But I am considering a more lucrative job offer."
Me: "A more lucrative job offer?"
Muntazer: "Yes, Madonna has offered me a job. She wants me to throw shoes at her ex-husband."
Me: "Which one?"
Muntazer: "I'm not sure. We are still negotiating the details."
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(c) Copyright 2008 Melvin Durai. All Rights Reserved.
MelvinDurai.com
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