Thursday, July 13, 2006
Rough Beast slouching update
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? -- William Butler Yeats
The Rough Beast is stepping up his pace. Like Robert Duvall in “Apocalypse Now,” he loves the smell of burnt flesh, the screams of lives being snuffed out in modern high-tech war. There’s plenty of that to go around in his old haunts.
Israel, apparently with the full support of the U.S. government, is sending its jets screaming into Lebanon and Gaza, fighting a two-front war against civilians, allegedly to get three kidnapped soldiers back -- but more likely, in pursuit of the fantasy of reshaping the geopolitical structure of the entire Middle East, the same crazy vision that spurred the U.S. invasion of Iraq. Now they’ve got Syria and Iran in the crosshairs of their bombsights.
Small, weak, frightened men, posturing and acting out violently to hide the utter bankruptcy of their policies -- this is how world wars start. Disasters usually come in threes -- and nobody ever guaranteed there would only be two world wars.
The Rough Beast is pleased. The world is headed toward a cataclysmic, possibly nuclear, conflict -- and in the one nation that could possibly stop this crazy nonsense, the president has turned into a cheerleader for an insane war, and the silence from the man in the street is deafening.
What’s with the silence? People just don’t care? They actually believe this is simply a routine Israeli rescue operation to liberate three kidnapped soldiers? They no longer have the math skills to calculate the impact of $10/gallon gas prices on their household budgets?
I prefer to think that we’re regrouping, thinking and organizing -- trying to find a way to keep the maniacs in Washington and Tel Aviv from digging themselves a hole so deep that the only way out will seem to require the use of nuclear weapons.