Tomorrow is the anniversary of the day the asylum took over Persia and all the sane Persians sought asylum elsewhere. It is also the day upon which Madmood Madjihadimad, the blood-soaked goblin who rules that country by force and deceit, has promised to deal us a telling blow. Today, Frit is puzzled to read that we are unveiling a plan to help the same goblin who threatens us to buy some nice “medical isotopes”. Under the table in the cellar, surrounded by the fruits of panic buying, Frit is confused and is now prepared to convert to Mussulmanicism at any time anybody sees fit.