If they were familiar with American music, the mullahs would be humming the lyrics to Harry McClintock’s Big Rock Candy Mountain:

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs
The farmer’s trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay
Oh, I’m bound to go where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall and the wind don’t blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in

As the Washington Post reported yesterday,

The United States and five other major powers agreed yesterday on a new draft U.N. resolution on Iran, but the compromise incorporates weakened language that calls only for “vigilance” or “monitoring” of financial and military institutions without most of the tough economic sanctions sought by the Bush administration…

To break an eight-month deadlock, the Bush administration accepted a plan that includes largely voluntary monitoring of transactions involving two banks, and calls for restraints on export credits, cargo traffic and business involving individuals or institutions linked to proliferation. The toughest restriction is a travel ban on key officials, the European officials said.

Nothing demonstrates the solidarity of the free world like a travel ban, I’ve always said. The most hilarious comment on the sanctions came from one of our own diplomats:

“This will come as a rude shock to the Iranians,” departing Undersecretary of State R. Nicholas Burns said in an interview. “They had been predicting that the Security Council was no longer unified enough to pass a third resolution, and they were wrong. The council will pass this resolution in several weeks, and it will add to the international pressure on Iran to suspend its uranium enrichment.”

I’ll see you all this coming fall, in the big rock candy mountains.