It is with great joy and boundless optimism for the starving people of North Korea that I follow recent news reports that the reclusive and nuttier-than-a-fruitcake Life President of that country, Kim Jong ILL, is gravely ILL, and probably dying of agonising liver cirrhosis resultant from his voracious consumption of ultra-expensive champagne.

The son of a former dictator who died in power, Kim Jong ILL has earned a reputation for being one of planet earth's most sadistic and violent heads of state alive.  The chains of forced labor and extermination camps currently located throughout North Korea will no doubt one day be confirmed to match if not exceed the record of systematic, industrialized barbarity visited on teeming inmates herded into Nazi Germany's WW2 concentration camps, where 6 million Jews were gassed and reduced to ash.   

The continued existence of North Korea's Kim Jong ILL dynasty of terror is one of the poignant mysteries of modern day geo-politics that just defies all logic, but now hopefully with the imminent and gratefully anticipated death of this pompadour-haired mass-murdering alcoholic, Kim Jong ILL, North Korea will urgently dismantle the apparatus of repression and fear that is laying their land and people to waste, and then extend a hand of genuine friendship to the civilized world which would in turn rejoice at the removal of a mad-man's finger from North Korea's nuclear trigger.

May Kim Jong ILL get even more ILL, and then die like the deranged, rabid dog he is, so the world can heave a sigh of relief and earnestly prepare to speak ILL about the best sort of despot - a dead, rotten, buried and forgotten one.