Joe Wilson had just one nightmare, and yellowcake was its name-o:

The last major remnant of Saddam Hussein’s nuclear program – a huge stockpile of concentrated natural uranium – reached a Canadian port Saturday to complete a secret U.S. operation that included a two-week airlift from Baghdad and a ship voyage crossing two oceans.

The removal of 550 metric tons of “yellowcake” – the seed material for higher-grade nuclear enrichment – was a significant step toward closing the books on Saddam’s nuclear legacy. It also brought relief to U.S. and Iraqi authorities who had worried the cache would reach insurgents or smugglers crossing to Iran to aid its nuclear ambitions.

Rubbish, of course. Meaningless trivia masquerading as “news”, and only of value to the poor, undereducated and easily led. Who are even now clinging to their religion and guns. Bitterly. Because as everyone who is anyone now knows, there had never been any risk of anything whatsoever untoward coming out of Iraq. Never had been. Saddam only flew kites – secular kites – on workdays, enjoyed spending his evenings puttering about the kitchen and cuddled with puppies on weekends.

The Middle East would have continued to be a veritable Eden of placid tranquility that it always had been, had not W. blundered in wearing muddy cowboy boots and made a mess of everything. Because after all, where were the ICBMS on egg timers that we were practically promised would be found pointing at Washington, New York and Los Angeles, eh? Without which there never would have been an “imminent” threat, even if that word was never actually used by anyone.

Eh?

Jeff Goldstein’s in a fine fettle over this, as you might well imagine. Poor, deluded neocon. Thinks it means something. When everyone who as any sense knows that the 550 tons of Saddamite yellowcake was intended for purely peaceful purposes.

Garden fertilizer, probably. Now lets talk about something else.