DUBAI (Reuters) - Iranian President Hassan Rouhani on Sunday cautioned U.S. President Donald Trump about pursuing hostile policies against Tehran, saying “America should know ... war with Iran is the mother of all wars,” but he did not rule out peace between the two countries, either.

July 22, 2018 / 3:03 AM / A YEAR AGO
Iran's Rouhani warns Trump about 'mother of all wars'
Reuters Staff

Remember Sadman Hussein. He threatened a variation 28 years ago:

The war was a remarkably one-sided affair. Only 148 Americans died in combat. To put that in perspective, during the build-up of troops in the Gulf, as many as 1,200 female U.S. military personnel may have become pregnant. In other words, for every American soldier killed in battle, eight U.S. personnel were expecting.

Saddam promised "the mother of all battles." What he got was the battle of all mothers.

'The Mother of All Battles': 20 Years Later
Dominic Tierney
Feb 28, 2011

The Iranian mouse is roaring again. Only without Obama and John Kerry backing Rouhani's play it is more of a squeak than a roar:

In The Mouse that Roared, the tiny pre-industrial Grand Duchy of Fenwick declares war on the United States, hoping that a quick defeat would result in the U.S. rebuilding the country into a modern society. Instead, they land in New York only to find the population underground taking part in a civil defense drill.

The invading "army" accidentally stumbles across a superbomb that makes the Grand Duchy of Fenwick feared by all the nations, including the nuclear-armed nations.

That first part is far more likely when talking about Iran -- minus the part where the U.S. rebuilds it. But give the mouse credit for "roaring."

Iranian Mouse 'Roars' at the U.S., Claiming Conflict Would Be 'The Mother of All Wars'
By Rick Moran August 7, 2019

Somebody should remind Rouhani about the eagle and the mouse:

It seems that one day an eagle saw a mouse sleeping on a flat rock. Before you know it the eagle swooped down and swallowed the mouse. Not long after being swallowed the mouse poked his head out of the eagle's rear end to find that he was high above the earth.

After catching his breath the mouse shouted "Hey, Mr. Eagle, how high up are we?"

The eagle replied "About five thousand feet."

After quickly assessing his precarious position the mouse asked "You wouldn't shit me would you, pal?"