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A Gorilla In Our Midst

The 800 lb gorilla I’m referring to, the one that I’ve skirted around writing about yesterday and today, is Seymour Hersh’s New Yorker article about Bush’s plans for a nuclear strike on Iran.

I was so affected by reading it on Saturday I couldn’t blog a thing yesterday. I don’t mind admitting this has me scared shitless, as Seymour Hersh has this awful tendency to be right. Deliberately I spent the day gardening yesterday, away from the news and the blogs, because I just can’t stop thinking about what apocalyptic things are about to happen. I can’t sleep and I’m so wound up I’ve given myself a banging tension headache. I just can’t stop thinking about it.

We always knew in our hearts these evil fuckers would bring us to the brink of nuclear war, but having predictions come true doesn’t make it any easier to bear. If Bushco do what they’re planning, the Middle East – and then the world – will go up in flames. Theirs is not some vague future plan, or a wishlist – the US government has already committed an overt act of war against Iran by announcing they’ve already sent special forces in. The war against Iran is already underway – it’s not whether a war happens, it’s what weapons are used against the enemy.

One might hope that by Hersh having made their plans public, that the outrage of the military, the politicians and the populace would stop this insanity. But it won’t. It didn’t stop them in Iraq, and it won’t stop them now. The only things that would would be assassination, mutiny or a military coup, (or perhaps all three) and let’s face it, that ain’t gonna happen anytime soon.

The neocon roller coaster has been climbing the hill for quite a while now and it’s about to crest and go roaring down the other side. The best result we can hope for from the inevitable crash ( and I use ‘best’ to mean ‘least worst’) is that a US war with Iran causes a worldwide Sunni/Shia conflict, in which case internecine conflict could well spread to Moslem communities in Europe, Asia and everywhere.

Alternatively, just a pre-emptive non-nuclear strike on Iran might cause Islamic religious movements to bond together against a common enemy and attack Israel, in which case a worldwide inter-religious war is almost inevitable as Israel’s allies are pressured to respond in kind.

Some British military experts say that the WH has already moved into the operational planning stage for a nuclear strike, and that we’re looking at about 5 months down the road for any such attack. But we just don’t know – all bets are off with these insane people in charge. This time next week the Middle East could be a smoking hole, and the world’s future could be incomprehensible.

It seems to me it’s time for Tony Blair to step up. The invasion of Iraq and the subsequent chaos is on his shoulders and ours, equally with Bush and the US. if he’s really serious about his legacy in history, here’s his chance as to go down in the books as the man who brought us back from the brink of nuclear war.

Oh, what am I thinking – every single time there’s been a matter of international law, of principle, of common humanity, when Blair could’ve spoken out to Bush, he’s kept his mouth firmly shut. I can’t see this being any different. Despite Condi’s bag-carrier and infatuated courtier Jack Straw’s protestations that reports of any US nuclear plans are ‘nuts’, Blair has been conspicuously quiet on the topic. Blair’d let us all be smoking heaps of slag before he’d put his future with the Carlyle Group in jeopardy. After all, he’s got a nuclear bunker, and someone has to be around to pick up the pieces afterwards, don’t they?

Funny, isn’t it – there we were in the seventies and eighties, thinking it was the USSR that’d kill us all, and it was our allies all the time. Well, they do say most murders are committed not by a stranger, but by someone you know.

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Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, washed the t-shirt 23 times, threw the t-shirt in the ragbag, now I'm polishing furniture with it.