Zou het niet wijs zijn moest Tony Soprano écht een blog hebben?

Here?s what kills me about this Iraq thing. I was reading today in the Star-Ledger that some of Saddam?s lieutenants tried to whack him, which I frankly find ridiculous; a man in his position is not likely to have a sit down where anybody but his most trusted associates have come heavy. It?s one of those check-your-coats-at-the-door situations. But let?s say, I don?t know, they surprise him in some Bagdad steak house, al-fuckin? Sparks or somethin?. And bang, bang, he?s gone. Whaddya do then? In the old days, you?d either leave him there so the Daily News could take a photo suitable for framin?. Or you find a guy who?ll let you use his bathtub and you ruin a coupla hacksaws on the mope. Point is you are careful to recede into the background.