John Bolton, our own recess-appointed, stapler-hurling, hallway-charging ambassador to the United Nations, has stepped up his assault on the very institution where he practices, uhm, diplomacy. Picking up the initiative to reform the UN launched by Secretary of State Condaleeza Rice this September, Bolton has recently threatened to alter the UN's budget approval process, doling out funds in annoying three-month intervals until the international body demonstrates "significant progress" in overhauling human-rights monitoring, peacekeeping missions and other things that sound suspiciously nonbelligerent and multilateral. Huffing through his Yosemite Sam mustache, Bolton declared to the reporters he had convened:
Bolton Sexes Up the U.N.
Bolton Sexes Up the U.N.
Bolton Sexes Up the U.N.
John Bolton, our own recess-appointed, stapler-hurling, hallway-charging ambassador to the United Nations, has stepped up his assault on the very institution where he practices, uhm, diplomacy. Picking up the initiative to reform the UN launched by Secretary of State Condaleeza Rice this September, Bolton has recently threatened to alter the UN's budget approval process, doling out funds in annoying three-month intervals until the international body demonstrates "significant progress" in overhauling human-rights monitoring, peacekeeping missions and other things that sound suspiciously nonbelligerent and multilateral. Huffing through his Yosemite Sam mustache, Bolton declared to the reporters he had convened: