Indigation and outrage is sweeping across the United States of America at a blasphemous depiction of its iconic symbol of, The Dream.
In a brave stance to defend freedom of expression, defying lashing of tongues and with no regard to a potential, whipping of hysteria, we have decided to publish and be damned.
The image depicts all time American hero, Mickey Mouse, in a humiliating state of disequilibrium. It is being viewed by many as symbolic of an evil war against all that the USA stands for.
The United States, respected by the peoples of the world for its clean cut, steady and peaceful march to the future is mocked to the core in the, at first glance, innocuous and slightly amusing illustration.
The cartoon, first seen in a little known 1928 film, Steamboat Willie, depicts Mickey on the deck of the USS United States of America. The scribbled jotting shows Mr Mouse slipping on a bar of soap, losing all dignity in the process, with arms and legs akimbo as he symbolises the fall of the pure, upstanding nation state.
It is believed that its initial exposure to the viewing public quickly led to the formation of secret cells. The membership, clandestinely communicating with each other by a variety of means, seeking to conceal their evil aims to undermine God's own country and its burger chomping citizens.
Members would go about their normal day to day activities carefully concealing their infidel tendencies but meanwhile, their mission of destruction burning deep in their wicked hearts and their back pocket concealing a neatly folded copy of this hateful propaganda.
Friday nights, under the cover of darkness, the back alleys of American cities, towns and hamlets took on a sinister feel as members scuttled to their secret rendevous, there to hatch their evil plans.
All hideouts, concealed behind large holes in skirting boards, were craftily identified to the membership with little piles of torn up scrap paper by their entrance. Dark cylindrical objects, of unknown origin, placed in an apparent haphazard manner, but in actual fact, pointing to the gaping hole that one day, could lead to the destruction of this great country.
Once in their wicked dens, members would don natty little pairs of red shorts, carefully attire themselves in outsize ears and footwear before squeakily setting about their bizarre rituals. A night of terrifying treason could involve new members being inducted by having a finger from each hand dipped in cheese before being brutally gnawed away by their fellow bloodthirsty chums while fellow inductees, would sniff the air and raucously sing their anthem of doom, M.I.C.K.E.Y M.O.U.S.E.
It is to be hoped that the furore around this matter of great concern, will soon be vanquished. President Bush has undertaken to address the nation later today.
The White House has refused to be drawn on suggestions that he will don whiskers and cat costume for his address and have strongly denied that members of his inner circle have taken to singing,
Yes he's the chief
He's the king, but above everything
He's the most tip top - Top Cat!