The West is striking again; it is stabbing the very center, the heart of the Arab World.
This time it is targeting the group – ISIS – which it created itself, and which it had been arming, feeding and pampering until just very recently.
Airplanes and missiles are flying, and bombs are falling. The war has begun.
But is it really a war, or just a brutal game, a gigantic PlayStation operated by thousands of hooked-up maniacs in the Pentagon and all over Washington, Brussels and some servile capitals in the Middle East?
A war is, after all, when two sides are facing each other, when two sides fight, when two sides are risking their lives.
In this surreal and post-modern ‘war’, the only victims will be the people of the Middle East, most likely civilians. Their lives will be risked by those who are sitting, in safety, on their destroyers and in control rooms, hundreds and thousands of miles away, drinking coffee and cracking jokes.
The Übermenschen of the West will not descend from the sky, in order to fight, – man to man – in order to minimize the casualties of a peaceful population. The killing will be done by Tomahawks and F22’s (at least those have real pilots), and by drones.
This is actually not a war but a massacre, a mass murder.
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