The U.N. might be corrupt and a complete failure as a world body, but it sure sounds like they throw one hell of a party. In an article entitled “U.N. missions painted as booze-soaked orgies,” the Washington Times reports:

A book by three current and former U.N. employees about peacekeeping operations portrays wild parties with alcohol and drugs, and convicts and mental-asylum inmates passing as soldiers.

Makes me nostalgic for college.

No word yet on whether the book (Emergency Sex and Other Desperate Matters) contains a precise recipe for this concoction:

A favorite drink among the U.N. personnel at the parties was the “Space Shuttle.” It was made “by distilling a pound of marijuana over a six-week period with increasingly good quality spirits. It is a work of love, and the final product is an amber-colored liquid that tastes like cognac. We drink it with rounds of Coke.”

One contingent of U.N. “peacekeepers” in Phnom Penh were described as follows:

They’re drunk as sailors, rape vulnerable Cambodian women and crash their U.N. Land Cruisers with remarkable frequency.

Perhaps the broadcast media can squeeze in a word or two about this between updates on Abu Ghraib prison.