The drums are beating, the flags are waving, and the lemmings are marching to war. May God have mercy on my beloved country.
The last straw? Which one?
The formulation of a first strike policy? An expansion of the President’s power to decide who is our enemy, and to carry out a pre-emptive strike at his sole discretion. But of course it only applies to enemies, and enemies who are developing weapons of mass destruction. And who are our enemies? Damn near everybody. When they hear “you’re with us or against us”, do their hearts swell with admiration and adoration for the stern, manly way with which we conduct ourselves? Is there a single country above level of development of Upper Chad who isn’t developing weapons of mass destruction? And, of course, if Goddam Hussein should react unreasonably to our announced intention to kill him, the warmonger can expect swift retribution. Knowing that the bear is rabid, we poke him with a sharp stick. Insanity. Blithering insanity!
Or was it Rehnquist, world famed jurist and gown designer, with his charming little speech about the flexibility of the law in time of war? Sure, says he, constitutional boo-boos happen in time of war, but we can fix them later. After we win. When the President says the war is over. When Oceania surrenders.
Or was it Karl Roves cynical urging of Republicans to run on the War Ticket.?
Or was it the utter non-reaction to revelations about “Big” Dick Cheney’s tenure at Haliburton ( a wholly owned subsidiary of MammonCo)? If this had happened to Al “The Plank” Gore, the Republicans would be rolling about on the floor of Congress and shrieking with porcine rage through foam-flecked lips! But this is a time of war. Bi-partisan solidarity, and all that. A Get Out Of Shit Free card.
Which brings us the Democrats, who have mastered the art of the craven cave-in. The Republicans have examined their bread, and determined to their satisfaction which side the butter is upon, the Demowhores have searched their courage and their conscience, and have discovered they have neither. Clearly, the Republicans intend to run on the “God Bless America and Our Heroes” ticket and the Loyal Opposition will sing “Me Too, only More So!” Spineless gobs of gutless mush. And our only hope.
But the drums are pounding, and the lemmings are marching. Its gonna make for some very large bumper stickers: “Support our Heroes in Afghanistan! And Iraq! And Iran! And Sudan! And The Philippines! And North Korea! And Tau Ceti 5! (see next bumper)…
Attacked by a swarm of bees, we are determined to flail at them with a hammer until they surrender. The inmates have taken control of the asylum, and a unshakably convinced that they are firm, hard-headed realists. The grown-ups.
The drums are beating, the lemmings are marching, and somebody is about to die.
May God have mercy on my beloved country.