Today’s episode of Zionist Critters Attack!!! is brought to you by Those Wacky Saudis.
Not that I like to generalize much, but the media in Arab and/or Muslim countries has way too much time on its hands. Every time someone stubs their toe, it’s because of the invisible Mossad agents hiding in their hair. (Or, come to think of it, combing their hair). I know it can be boring over in West Awkwardstan, but, seriously, that’s what they invented hobbies for.
Getting back to the topic, which was highly trained Israeli secret agent animals. Those Mossad animal wranglers have been busy over the last few years. First it was their crack team of spy squirrels caught infiltrating Iran. More recently, they tried to kill the Egyptian tourist industry with sharks. (And here I thought Latma TV was satire).Now they’ve been caught red-handed- or should that be red-winged?- dispatching a vulture for aerial recon over Saudi Arabia. It had a GPS transmitter on its leg, AND a band that said “Tel Aviv University”. You can’t argue with that sort of evidence.
Oh, sure, they said that the bird was part of a long-term zoological study. That’s just the sort of thing a Mossad vulture wrangler would say.
Just wait till they bring out the raptors.
That is their hobby.
Seriously - You’ve never sat around with friends trying to creat the whackiest conspiracy theory or run ‘rumor races?’ Geez, what do you do for fun?
That the Saudis would suspect a GPS-tagged vulture of being an Israeli spy tool is plausible, if stupid.
But the squirrels? WTF? The rest of the site looks like a legitimate news organization (as opposed to The Onion, for example), but that article sounds like satire, and of course the idea that the Iranians would arrest dozens of squirrels for espionage seems ridiculous, even for Iran.
No, the squirrels were real. Or they fooled a lot of credible news organizations. I can’t give you specifics, because Google News doesn’t go back that far, but at the time it was all over. Or maybe just all over the Jewish news. Certainly THE topic of conversation in my house, anyway.
