Love shack, baby love shack
lamps shaped like women
air-brushed paintings of a topless blonde woman
another of a moustached hero battling a crocodile
fine china of the Kuwaiti royal family, complete with the family seal
bright blue, pink and yellow throw pillows
kingsize bed in an alcove, with mirrors on two sides and a fantasy painting on the third.
Part of this is all very parody-ready, and we could make a million jokes about Saddam's gauche decorating sense. I'm sure we will.
But there's that sad, bitter part of this story. This "love shack" is a testament to the cruelty of a man that could live his life so lavishly while he starved and tortured his people. And he ate his meals off the plates stolen from the very people he trampled on.
Ok, you can make jokes now.