Letting George Do It

Pondering The World’s Mother-In-Law

I’m trying to understand American foreign policy. It’s like oil-painting on a trampoline, but makes less sense. I’m not sure anybody could do it–not even if you took St. Augustine and Jimmy the Greek and Carl Friedrichs Gauss and wired them together in parallel.

It seems that we’re going to blow up Iraq. Some folk will call it a war, but it’ll be more like drowning a litter of puppies. Iraq is a primitive country and hasn’t got a chance. That’s convenient, and lots of fun, but it ain’t war.


Comments are closed.