Is it possible that our mentors at The Washington Postnow deem it safe,in Olivier's famous use of the term to Dustin Hoffman, to cast the unmistakably stern language of diplomacy in the President's news conference on Russia's intervention in the Ukraine, as simply too wussy for their outright bias for war? That this newspaper announces its demands, not on behalf of the aggrieved state, but in the Trumanesque invocation of every state, everywhere, is less not-able than its reluctance to state its unexamined motive: American hegemony. The editors occupy a defunct thrillset of degenerate recklessness; and they insinuate, humanity is to blame.
Who survived the passage of conception, only to be de- livered to a planet torment- ed by that delusion?
One tear not yet large enough to spill, upwelling at the corner of an eye, may delve with a root of salt inside the tongue, and shimmer of it thrown among the stars go lightyears. Deeper art thou far beyond all shimmer in thy fathom, Father, O thou mindless, in the furthering of thy judgment.
I learned the concept of moment with this device, which struck my father's putts in all the years I knew him: to be still, really still, and defer to the neutral disposi- tion of the stroke. To this day I am struck by the shimmering fairness and persistent intimacy of that gorgeous game. I do not wonder how ingenious, countless tests it draws one to engage, inspire the trust to be accepted. I wonder how one might meet all of them that way, and I know the presence of my father. Brooks Haxton Uproar Antiphonies to Psalms Poems: One Tear op. cit. Telephone view, Laurent
It's only just going to be slightly more hideous, when the nausea of this next adventure is scooped up by fastidious histor-ians, to recall that it was a scary homicide of an honest journalist which actually turned the tide of this Pavlovian aban-donment of reason. And just when we were wondering why it should be, how any generation born since the mid-20th Century should gain exemption from their trek upon the slop-soaked slope of the Truman Doctrine. With TNYT behind her, how can anyone now demur from Senator Paul's prediction, that our second Clinton since Sister Souljah is poised to post them anywhere her resolve might be in question? Whose welts demand renewal next?
I believe it must be the policy
of the United States to support
free peoples who are resisting
attempted subjugation by armed
minorities or outside pressures.
Oh, come on, Harry. You don't believe anything of the kind. You're dressing up an absorption of the spoils of the Second World War (in this case, supplanting Britain in the Hellespont) in a demagogic toga of moralising gibberish, pre-figuring John Kennedy's tragic bear any burden mantra in his inaugural address. But this is no longer 1947. It's not even 1961. It isn't that we're tired of war. It's that we've been educated by the best. Every child is taught to argue the soundness of the extremest case on the slenderest legitimate predicate, where flamboyance is vulgar, foul, fatal; his mission doesn't creep, it drains in stagnant putrefaction. Done that.
The problem is, US foreign
policy is not fact-driven.
You have this notion, that
all you need to do is get
the facts before the policy
makers, and things'd change.
But gradually, you realize,
that [they] don't care.
So confided a CIA veteran of service in the Near East to Kai Bird, in his biography of Robert Ames, The Good Spy. This is hardly the indictable disclosure that it might have been, if credibility were the flimsiest calling card of the nation's pretexts. Senator Vandenberg warned Harry Truman, he'd have to scare our people deeply to condone his plans. We've come to accept that we have "interests" no one can substantiate, to pursue objectives which are not available (office holding aside), and that we are "tested" repeatedly on the depth of our righteousness. I can not forget what we use as the gauge for that measurement, because for this he does not volunteer. For this he is seduced.
Nothing of the kind. No pensive delectations of the limited liability we enjoy as shareholders in bondings immune from mor-alising intrusion; no wistfulness for sweet depletions we could claim; no stirring celebrations, either, of our sovereign right to select our government.