The Curmudgeon

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Tuesday, November 01, 2016

Within Measurable Distance of its End

I am sure we all remember the War on Terror, with its concomitant necessity for ridding Iraq of the weapons of mass nonexistence and for removing Saddam Hussein, than whom few things could be worse except, possibly, various things which the forces of Western civilisation actually managed to achieve. Among the more spectacular results of that particular crusade was the emergence of the Fighting Islamic Sons of Tony, from whom Mosul is expected soon to be liberated by "Iraq's most elite counter-terrorism division", as Britain's leading liberal newspaper gung-hoes it. Civilian casualties are expected; not because civilians inevitably get killed in wars, but because the enemy stands accused of using them as human shields, in order to hinder the projectiles of democracy upon their liberating trajectories and possibly mess up the whole business yet again. The assault also has a certain wider significance, in that it will undoubtedly be seen by the forces of Western civilisation as an excuse for more wog-bombing, if it fails; or conversely, if it succeeds, as an excuse for more wog-bombing.

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