Thursday, August 7

What do Washington's war hawks have in common with Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, and Justin Bieber?

Like teeny bopper idols who find themselves washed up at the ancient age of 22, the war hawks are desperate to get back in the limelight.
Next we'll be hearing that Russia causes solar flares and China is set to invade Beverly Hills. ('China adding Bangladesh to its string of pearls?' blared a recent headline at a uh, "geopolitical" website.) 

To which the American majority yawns.
See, this is the problem with running propaganda so many times everybody knows the script backward and forward.  But the danger, then, is that the provocations skyrocket. By gad if Russia and China don't want war they'll just have to be provoked into wanting one.

To add insult to injury, the new kid on the block, the Hot Blonde of the Year, is -- Nature.  The hawks are being upstaged by the weather. Viruses. Drought. Water. Toxic algae.  You can't give away tickets to a defense briefing but if NOAA sold tickets to a briefing, the line to buy would be a mile long. 
Now the hawks are ready for their close-up, Mr DeMille.  Show a nipple, raise the hem to the crotch, get drunk in public, smash stuff, shoplift, just keep acting out because there's no such thing as bad publicity.

This is what happens when war becomes an industry. It acts like the teeny bopper industry.  Except that Britney Spears never had a nuke in her purse. 

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