My recent talks and discussions with the IAEA were constructive and productive and, additionally, fruitful. There was some initial confusion when I mistook IAEA on my schedule for IKEA, thus leading me to think I had finally received the KARLSTAD chaise lounge I ordered last April. Who do I have to “detain” to get those blonde Swedish imperialists to deliver to Iran? Just kidding…….
After this brief setback, the discussions and conversations went well. I kept those arrogant snoops guessing with my trademark ominous ambiguity:
The trend of installing centrifuges could be slowed down or gain momentum, this is a executive issue, but no-one should expect that we will give up our rights, and we will not halt the trend.
Biographers and loyal followers will of course recognize the roots of this ingenious rhetoric in my humble, working-class childhood, where I coined the clever and brilliant “maybe, maybe not” retort that carried me to playground domination.