Muslims in Civilian Uniform

Given the degree of clear-eyed realism and concern for truth routinely displayed by the present administration, it will come as no surprise that the casualty figures for the crusade against Islamic State are several times less plausible than those of Where Eagles Dare. It will be remembered that the film's representatives of Anglo-American virtue infiltrate Nazi Germany's most formidable stronghold, battle against crack troops armed with submachine guns, engage in fist fights on top of snow-covered cable cars, plunge into a freezing river and finally escape at the cost of a single character's cut finger. The nice people who won the Battle of Britain have achieved something on similar lines in the Middle East, inflicting over four thousand casualties in five years' wog-bombing of densely populated areas, and in the process killing only a single genuine civilian. The moral and pragmatic advantages of such a low figure should be obvious, particularly as our pubescent Minister for Wog-Bombing has only nine more fingers to count on; nevertheless, mere experts have responded with their accustomed and deplorable lack of patriotic pride.