Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.
W.H. Auden, “Epitaph on a Tyrant”
And so Hosni’s going out in a blaze of corpses, the old bastard.
! هو عاوز الضرب بستين جزمة
“He deserves to be hit with 60 shoes!” [Egyptian saying]