This is an existential fight and the choice is simple: live or die. Anyone who doesn't think that is the choice before us hasn't been paying attention.
The United States may already be past the point of no return... that is to say, the U.S. may well collapse internationally - our interests unheeded by any adversary from Tehran to Timbuktu - in which case it'll be up to lonely, isolated Israel, last bulwark of The West.
What's your vote? Life or Death?? Oh and here's the catch (you knew there was one, right?): the choice cannot change the fact that many, many, many, many people are going to die.
I hope Prime Minister Netanyahu can find the will, the foresight, to do what is necessary to survive.
OTOH, they're just a bunch of racist, apartheid-loving Jews, right? So who gives a shit. </sarcasm>
Of course, all comments are welcome and encouraged.
Imagine that we live in a United States in which a certain founding document is the law of the land... maybe a charter that
constitutes a government and strictly enumerates the powers of that Federal government. In that imaginary land, in that imaginary charter (let's call it a
Constitution, just for fun), the legislature is empowered to declare war on other sovereign nations, which requires debate and deliberation before invading another country.
On a sunny January day, that legislature is meeting to discuss declaring war against a far-off totalitarian country which is building a terrible weapon. Many other countries, friendly or unfriendly to the US, free or oppressive, stable or unstable, possess that same terrible weapon, and the US has either done nothing or supported the nations as they added the terrible weapon to their arsenal.
One man stands in the well of the greatest deliberative body in the world. One man, who seems out of place among the power brokers, political whores, and sycophants around him. One man, clear-eyed and calm with a backbone of iron.
Who is that man? Is it Billy Jack?
No, it's Senator Big Dog, newly elected Libertarian senator from the great state of Kansas. On his first day in office, Senator Big Dog introduced a bill to recognize the Freckle-Breasted Redhead as the National Bird, with amendments to limit Federal spending to 75% of tax revenue, pay down the National debt with the rest of the revenue, and eliminate 90% of the Code of Federal Regulations.
Senator Big Dog stood at the lectern, looked down at a sheet of paper for a second, and began to speak. His voice, deep and strong with a touch of West Texas, brought the chamber to silence. A couple of the female staff members looked around excitedly, believing Sam Elliott had suddenly appeared among them.
"Should the United States nuke Iran?
No."
And without another word, Senator Big Dog returned to his seat.
