Monday, November 18, 2024

 So. . .Lame Duck President Biden has finally decided to allow the Ukrainians to strike back at their Russian and North Korean invaders with US supplied Army Tactical Missile Systems (ATACMS)  - in the Kursk region. Other regions of Russia remain sacrosanct, so it can continue to launch glide bombs at Ukrainian day-care centres with complete impunity. 

This has outraged the usual suspects. The Kremlin is Krying foul, as it always does when its victims fight back.  Elon Muskovite, Marjorie Traitor Green, and the rest of Putin's puppets in America are all wetting their beds, as they always do when their masters are inconvenienced. And the lily-livered left are bitching about the military industrial complex, as they always do when their prayer beads fail to stop dictators. All claim this (as opposed to Russia's invasion in the first place) will lead to World War Three. All are being disingenuous: Russia, because disingenuousness in bred into it's DNA, the Right because they want Russia to win, and the Left because they always hate to see Western weapons used, even when they intercept glide bombs headed for maternity wards. Even ostensibly sympathetic commentators, such as Owen Jones and Cenk Uygur, don't want to see Ukraine defend itself too vigorously. 

Thing is, Russia's been threatening WWIII from the very beginning. It has threatened to unleash the nukes every time so much as a bottle of foreign made athlete's foot powder has landed in Ukraine, and has opted not to do so Every Single time, possibly because it actually doesn't want to be turned into soup.

Nor is it in any position to send in its tanks or jets, as all of them are needed in Ukraine at the moment. Fact is, Russian conventional forces wouldn't last a minute against NATO, and Moscow knows it. Yet, NATO continuously falls for its bluffs, even after unwittingly calling them.  And considering the Ukrainians are already in it up the neck, the threat of "escalation" or "retaliation" seems laughable indeed.  

I say "hurrah!" ATACM strikes might hurt the invaders a bit more. They might enable Ukraine to keep some thimble-full of Russian land to bargain with when Trump forces them to surrender. They might intercept a handful of glide-bombs. Will they change the course of the war? This utterly amateur arm-chair observer thinks not.   

At this stage in the game, it all strikes me as a bit like lending someone a fire-extinguisher after their house has burnt down. The time when such weapons could have made a major impact is long past. Some months ago for instance, Ukraine came this close to winning a major victory south of the Seym river, but just couldn't pull it off. The Russians reinforced and resupplied too quickly. ATACMS, disrupting Russian logistics, might have made a difference. They might not have, but we'll never know now: the moment has passed. 

A great many moments have passed. The West has a gift for providing too little too late. ATACMS didn't even arrive in Ukraine until long after Russia had consolidated its positions. HIMARS, Abrams tanks, and F-16 jets all arrived only after much hand-wringing and delay, during which time, more and more of Ukraine was chewed off by the bear. 

Analogies abound. 

Give 'em the helmet after the head injury.

Give 'em the coat after the hypothermia. 

Plug up the boat after it sinks. 

Lock the door after the thief gets in. 

There comes a point when late becomes so late, it may as well be never.  We're fast approaching that point now. The longer it takes for Western weapons to arrive, the fewer Ukrainians will there will be to use them, and the less there will be of Ukraine to protect. 

It didn't have to be this way.  


Friday, November 15, 2024

Remember the Fallen.

 Not being in the mood this year to stand in the rain with about marching cadets, and be lectured by some blowhard about how indispensable the Battle of Vimmy Ridge was to my current freedom to scarf down two hundred flavours of potato chip, I stayed in a did my own Remembrance Day reflections this year. 

It occurred to me that there are Canadians fighting for freedom right NOW, as we speak, or binge on Amazon Prime as it may be, battling the Russians in Ukraine. At least 12 have died.  

They are: 


Jean Francois Ratelle
Alain Derasp
Malick Joseph
Cole Zelenco
Kyle Porter
Joseph Hildebrand
Emile Antoine Sirois
Grigorii Tsekhmistrenko
Anthony "Tonko" Ihnat
Joshua Mark Mayers
Austin Lathlin-Bercier
Brad Stratford



They weren't forced to go over by any government draft. They were under no pressure from their society. They went entirely as a matter of principle, feeling deep down this was a cause worth fighting. They went willingly, knowing the risks. Knowing they'd be without the backing of their state, without all the air support and technological superiority that entails. Or even the acknowledgement they've done it. 

There days, there aren't many willing to put their lives on the line for matters of principle. Nowadays, it seems most folk wouldn't even pay ten cents extra on their gas-bill to help Ukraine, let alone fight for it. Those who do, and did - who are actually doing what we claim to be honouring - deserve to be remembered. 

On this of all days. 


They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.




Wednesday, November 6, 2024

In Which the Author Succumbs to Majority Rule

 So... 

The man of the spray on tangerine tan has won. Unambiguously. By a large margin. I think he even broke his own record. Sure they'll say it was close, but not close enough to leave any doubt, not close enough that a recount would make a difference, not close enough to blame on voter suppression or hoax-bomb threats. The people have spoken, and the MAGA king is back. 

I have had a funny feeling he would be. I've had funny feelings about the last five Presidential elections in a row, and have been right each time. Difficult to say when I first felt it: possibly when I was in NYC over the summer, and noticed how much Trump shirts outnumbered Harris shirts in the tourist kiosks. 

Is that an infallible indicator? No, but those proprietors aren't dumb: they don't display what don't sell. The hysterical optimism of the Kamellan Twittersphere notwithstanding, someone was buying those shirts. 

I'm not interested in forensic analysis of the Harris campaign - I don't care what she did wrong. Whether she should have leaned more left or leaned more right, spoken up about this or shut up about that. Whether so-and-so's endorsement was worth anything, or whether they shoulda just stuck with Joe. None of it matters. It's too easy to look back in hindsight at what one should have done - coulda-woulda-shoulda. I often wish there were parallel universes to peak into and see where different may have lead, but as for the army of "told you so!" types who insist things would have gone differently if they were in charge, or their advice had been followed. . .I'm not in the mood.   

Nor do I really care to psycho-analyze Trump voters, and peruse whatever deep-down bum-hurt big Daddy Trump will supposedly soothe. "He speaks to what concerns Americans!" goes the call. Maybe he does. That's not reassuring. 

All I know is that millions of people took a look at this guy - convicted criminal, sex pest, Kremlin call boy, Epstein's Pal, fraudulent, inarticulate, unprincipled, opportunistic, cynical, serial liar - and said: 

"I want that!" 

Millions of people made common cause with Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, Bibi Netanyahu, Victor Orban, Rupert Murdoch, Elon Musk, Andrew Tate, countless neo nazis, religious extremists,  and sex-predators. The majority of the voting public were undisturbed by his threats to political opponents and attacks on democratic institutions. Jan 6 wasn't an issue. Climate change not mentioned. Gaza not an issue. And the sooner Ukraine is abandoned, the better. 

What can I say? It's what the people want. 



I wonder if we'll have to renegotiate NAFTA again? 

Meanwhile, Volodymr Zelensky, a real statesman, swallowed his pride and offered his congratulations. 





I am reminded of what Churchill might have tried to say to Wendel Wilkie if he had won his election. Who knows? Perhaps Trump can be convinced of the necessity of helping Ukraine - he is susceptible to flattery, if nothing else. I wouldn't count on it: not with all that cabal of cowardly Russophiles he's surrounded himself with. But we'll see. . . 

I think I'll take a break from all this. I will certainly stay off Twitter. My next post will be about something harmless. Maybe a tirade against Halloween Spirit stores. . .