♬ The misdeeds of the Turks have been “spouted” thro’ all lands,
But how about the Russians, can they show spotless hands?
They slaughtered well at Khiva, in Siberia icy cold,
How many subjects done to death will never perhaps be told,
They butchered the Circassians, man, woman, yes and child,
With cruelties their Generals their murderous hours beguiled,
And poor unhappy Poland their cruel yoke must bear,
Whilst prayers for “Freedom and Revenge” go up into the air. ♬
— “Macdermott’s War Song,” written and composed by G.W. Hunt*
The rockets’ yellow-orange-shading-to-blue glare you see on your cable news screens prove America has gone to war in the Middle East. Or, rather, gone to more war. Never forget Afghanistan and Iraq. Add Yemen. Expect more.
Your humble Weekend Politics Thread host truthfully feels too humble to prescribe the exact course of action for stopping Assad from gassing his own people, deterring Putin from egging on Assad, or getting the Iranians to just knock it off already because they fool no one. He will aver with absolute certainty that U.S. Secretary of Defense James Mattis knowingly issued false assurances in stating that his country’s, France’s, and the U.K.’s missiles hit only “chemical weapons type targets” and that “this is a one-time shot.”
All wars escalate; otherwise, no wars would occur, halting at the strongly worded letter stage. The particular act of war perpetrated on April 13, 2018, has real potential for bringing about the end of all wars. An Earth blighted and cindered by a third-strike nuclear exchange would leave too few people to battle over artificial lines cross-secting Mercator projections.
Consensus over the stupidity, unconstitutionality, and impotence of going into Syria alone provides minimal hope that Politicados may experience** another WPT.*** Watching Alex Jones denounce Trump and John “Free Mustache Rides” Bolton in extremely NSFW language for exactly the wrong reasons instructs, delights, and assures.
On the other hand, Trump’s Trumpness militates against slipping into any sense of security. Dumb, impetuous, prone to rages, flailing about for any distraction from his own criminality and other abundant failings, and needing to look tough, presidential, decisive, and moral, count on Trump to refuse any opportunity to deescalate.
Commenting here will not solve any problems. Nor will commenting here compound any problems. Take the push. Call it a win and type away.
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*Given this song’s omnirelevance, some enterprising folk rock or newgrass band needs to record a decent version and post it to YouTube tout suite. Uvular turns his lonely eyes to Trampled by Turtles.
**Enjoyment never guaranteed.
***Longtime endurers of his WPT headers should recall that Uvular lives walking distance from the world’s largest naval amphibious forces base. This means he spends his days grateful in the knowledge that he would not survive even a conventional weapons attack by the Russians. Only suckers wander post-Apocalyptic wastelands.
