ek, how can you possibly be so callous? Does not your blood boil and you soul cry out for vengance?
Look, I’m an avid war gamer and have been for decades so I not only appreciate firepower, I admire it in the way only someone who’s never, ever worn a uniform or even owned a gun (though I am an NRA certified Pro-Marksman which means mostly that I can hit an 8 and a half by 11 inch sheet of paper more often than not from up to 10 full yards away!) can.
So you may justifiably call me under-qualified for the judgement I’m about to make.
The United States, and by extension the rest of the Western World, is a nation of cowards.
In 2012 92 people a day died in traffic accidents. You could look it up. Some were drunken assholes and some were mommies and daddies who’s families were left broken.
That’s 10 World Trade Centers a year, 30,800 all told.
Does that scare you? Have you stopped driving?
The answer is- of course not. People die every day.
So why this fetish about terrorism? Is it somehow more unexpected than that telephone pole which jumped in front of you? I lived through one of those and was lucky to do it, all it wrecked was my car (and the pole, but it deserved it’s fate, it tried to kill me).
It’s the intent ek. Looking down the barrel at your sure extinction.
Which is different from seeing the 90 mile an hour headlights heading at you on the wrong side of the road how? Yes, survived one of those too.
What bothered me the most is that the cops, in hot pursuit, adrenaline enraged, were ALSO driving down the wrong side of the highway.
Folks, driving down the wrong side of the interstate is no solution to any problem except the continuing pain of existence.
And once again we are at one of those moments where we can chose which side of the road. We know what doesn’t work. Is more of the same the solution? If you answered yes I can only suggest Albert Einstein’s College for the Congenitally Insane.
Instead I offer this- Leave. Now. We don’t need an empire and it doesn’t need us.
As for my title. I strongly suspect that momentary passions will drive the Democratic candidates (including Bernie who totally fails the squish test already despite being rock solid on other issues, who says I am not a pragmatist?) into making bellicose comments that are wrongheaded (what about insane are we not understanding?) and counter-productive.
Greetings, Professor Falken.
A strange game. The only winning move is not to play. How about a nice game of chess?
The whole point was to find a way to practice nuclear war without destroying ourselves. To get the computers to learn from mistakes we couldn’t afford to make. Except, I never could get Joshua to learn the most important lesson.
Futility. That there’s a time when you should just give up.
What kind of a lesson is that?
Did you ever play tic-tac-toe?
Yeah, of course.
But you don’t anymore.
Because it’s a boring game. It’s always a tie.
Exactly. There’s no way to win. The game itself is pointless! But back at the war room, they believe you can win a nuclear war. That there can be “acceptable losses.”