The view from the mountain
Yesterday was another null day.
I wasn’t depressed or tired or anything. I just didn’t have the energy or inclination to do anything. I couldn’t even be apathetic because it was too much trouble. I just wasn’t.
It’s hard to stop the thinking though. The only way to stop that is to doze but I didn’t have the energy to do that. So I thunked whether I wanted to or not.
Thinking too hard these days is not an advisable pastime. There is so much shit going on in the world that thinking too hard could easily end up in black despair. What the fuck is going on in the world? It was bad enough with Putin and the Ukrainians but then Israel declared its own little war.
The was in Ukraine was just a war. One country fighting another, one army fighting another army. It is simple enough and dirty enough for even an old codger to understand.
The Middle East is a different kettle of pigs altogether. That’s an army fighting a religion. Army against army is like a game of chess – sooner or later one side will run out of pieces and a checkmate, stalemate or resignation happens. Army against a religion is totally different because the more you fight a religion the more will join the religious side. And the religion in question is as much politics as a fundamentalist belief and the ultimate aim is to eradicate all non-believers and in particular the “imperialist US and the West”. In other words, it’s a war that cannot be won.
Another difference with the Middle East is that now the US and UK are taking a direct part, slinging missiles at Yemen. Next they’ll be slinging rocks at Palestine or Israel or Lebanon or Syria or somewhere. They also have their eyes set on Iran. The whole fucking circus is getting out of hand.
So I’m sitting on my mountainside and I worry. I don’t worry so much for myself but I do worry for the Grandkids.
As a yoof, I worried about the Cold War.
Now there’s a threat of a Hot War.
Probably “They” want a hot war – Nuland et al been gagging for it for ages.
But not a “Nuclier” war (per GB2), no profit in that ‘y see 😉
So, you’ll be perfectly OK unless – oh whoops…
(But then, I had a loverly fly about today, 3,500 ft above a crisp inversion layer, so fcuk the lot of ’em)
Well Grandad, much like you I am more concerned about the grandkids than I am about me.
The other side of the matter is that there isn’t one damned thing I can do about it anyway. I can’t recall a World leader ever asking for my opinion on this sort of thing.
(Possibly they called, and I just ignored it thinking it was a telemarketer.)