Another Dictator Falls
The Great Game is rough!
“America has no permanent friends or enemies, only interests.” —Henry Kissinger
Recep Tayyip Erdoğan plays for power. Energy and Power go hand in hand, and you know what form of energy runs our modern techno-industrial world. Bibi wants to stay, Recep Tayyip Erdoğan wants to stay. If you play ball with Uncle Sam, you have a “friend” with benefits and can stay.
“Word should be gotten to Nixon that if Thieu meets the same fate as Diem, the word will go out to the nations of the world that it may be dangerous to be America’s enemy, but to be America’s friend is fatal.” —Henry Kissinger
Recep Tayyip Erdoğan is a Turkish politician who has been president since 2014. He previously served as the 25th prime minister from 2003 to 2014 as part of the Justice and Development Party (AKP), which he co-founded in 2001. Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin has a similar resume. Why didn’t Vladimir allow Western oligarchs to control Russian business interests or at least bump payments to the boss? The hubris of thinking you have a sovereign State!
Shall we google Turkish war crimes now?
When the West “liberated” Libya from brutal pan arabist, anti-imperialist dictator Muammar Muhammad Abu Minyar al-Gaddafi, who had an on-again, off-again friendship with Uncle Sam, people celebrated, some folks celebrated in Iraq when Uncle Sam’s on-again, off-again buddy Saddam Hussein’s regime fell thanks to shock and awe and all that; now folks celebrate in Syria because Bashar al-Assad’s regime has fallen thanks in no small part to good old Sam, but for how long?
Uncle Sam doesn’t like leaders who stay in power too long if they don’t know how to service the big boss. Deep State or Uncle Sam, whatever you want to call the folks behind the most powerful country the Universe has ever known knows best. Sam’s way of maintaining control of the resources needed to keep the money flowing to the top is to create regime change wars in States sympathetic to Russia, a perennial enemy of the West since the dawn of time. The Western “Players” can’t play without Russia, as the Game requires constant warfare with a big, sinister, powerful State/alliance. Thank you for playing your role, China.
There must be an Empire, or The Great Game grinds to a halt. The Empire must constantly defend itself and the whole wide world from its designated enemies (BRICS is also probably on Sam’s shyte list). Will BRICS fold?
Sam’s minions and ideologues (service personnel to the Players) believe they are geniuses because Americans don’t die in these wars; the people in the region where the wars take place die in these wars, and then States fail, and after States fail, the geniuses in Congress have no idea what’s next. Nationa building? China does that — those sly celestials! No, the elected officials in The United States of New Miracles are better at thoughts and prayers. The Syrian army was starving and gave up. Frozen conflicts thaw out, and fighting on an empty stomach is hard. Remember that Peter Theil when you are putting together your private security force. Remember to have a good PX where your soldiers can spend their cryptocurrency.
It will be fun listening to folks try to explain what’s next in Syria. How many years do you think we’ll have access to the Tubes? Until the Tubes go offline, folks in the West will enjoy “the having the conversation shows” and WWE, UFC, NFL sports, and Netflix documentaries about greenwashing and consumerism. It makes us feel good. We are safe in the States with our guns and opioids unless you are the CEO of a medical insurance company.
Ain’t no more revolutionaries, only fat, well-entertained folks waiting for circumstances to dictate how the future and Great Nature wrap things up.
Tafas: [talking of Britain] “Is that a desert country?” “No: a fat country. Fat people.” — T.E. Lawrence.
Ain’t no peacemakers. Ain’t no adventurers no more. There will only be tech libertarians left at the end of the day to spruce up the depopulated country club with engineered offspring. No, the tech billionaires won’t be partying like it’s 2099 in an underground cavern on Mars; we won’t be that lucky. When the country club has been rewilded and landscaped, all the heroes will have been martyred.
I’m glad I’m old.
USA! USA! USA!
“If we’ve been telling lies, you’ve been telling half-lies. A man who tells lies, like me, merely hides the truth. But a man who tells half-lies has forgotten where he put it.” — Mr. Dryden (Lawrence of Arabia)
