How fitting! “The balloon has gone up” originated during World War I. Before a major operation, attackers raised observation balloons. The enemy would see and say, “Aw, crap! The balloon has gone up!” They knew that hostilities had commenced. Last night and just now, the balloon went up. A new phase in the liberation of…
Feign disorder, and then crush your enemy and his supporters
February 12, 2016
“Hold out baits to entice the enemy. Feign disorder, and crush him.” Those of the words of Sun Tzu, author of the The Art of War. There’s no doubt in my mind that Israel and the Arab League have created strategic special forces, dubbed “C6ISR forces” by IDF Brigadier General Gal Hirsch (retired). The term…
Pragmatism has triumphed over nationalism
January 11, 2016
Having stepped out of society, I’m able to perceive things that others can’t. It’s not that I’m smarter than anyone; instead, I’m simply unencumbered by fear of rejection. If I’m wrong, it doesn’t matter. Ridicule means nothing to me. What I enjoy most of all—after talking with my brothers Tim and Eric and collecting World…
Time to stop worrying about nonexistent “hurt feelings”
January 6, 2016
What a difference five days make. The fact that downtown Cologne, Germany, is now a “no-go area” for women made me decide that it’s time to explain what’s happening in Syria. My little blog won’t change a thing anyway, and we need to puncture this deranged balloon of protection we’ve put around Muslim criminals. I’m…
Fantasizing belongs in the bedroom, not the newsroom
December 10, 2015
Today I spent several hours trying to find even one news report about the war in Yemen that didn’t slam the Saudi-led Coalition for its “complete disregard for civilian life” and its “indiscriminate air strikes.” Those are lies. Reporters are fantasizing this alleged ongoing series of war crimes. As of today, the fake civilian death…
Crankiness is making it harder for me to tolerate…everything
December 8, 2015
I know I should be able to distance myself from the avalanche of transparent lies that slams into me daily. The reason I can’t is that it plays on my worst paranoia, that everyone on the planet has been body snatched. This frustration-and-horror-induced crankiness is getting worse with age. My brother Tim and I are…