On the right above is Asama Al-Assad, trophy wife of Bashar Al-Assad, President of Syria.  God knows how much money she has made from allowing herself to get hosed on a regular basis by this human reptile, but as she watches her husband butcher more and more unarmed civilians, more and more women, more and more children, I wonder if she has dark nights of the soul, trying to decide if the deal she cut was really worth it.

Sure, she's been featured in fashion spreads in Vogue magazine, but she will live the rest of her life with the stench of innocent blood in her nostrils, the indelible stain of Bashar's touch on her skin.  How much money and celebrity is a lifetime in hell really worth?