Just so that I'm on the record, though this is likely not a new point:
• It's nice, and all, to draw lines in the sand; I'm not going to knock anyone for saying human atrocity is a line we cannot cross. However, the prospect now involves sending our soldiers into a theatre of warfare in which an unhinged tyrant has demonstrated his willingness to erase the theatre itself.
I mean, yeah. I'm a pacifist, but I get it. Time is time, and this is the time. To the other, all the chemical suits and atropine in the world won't comfort the soldiers, their families, or the general American public. In the first place, we're very,
very weary of war.
And, in the second, great, now we're talking about going into a sarin storm.
I've seen numbers suggesting public support for this mission is somewhere between nine and twenty-five percent.
Who the hell are the nine?
I mean, at twenty-five percent, I get it. There is a lot of sentiment about the nobility of our armed services that can drive us to do the right thing. But this time it's going to cost us in ways Americans aren't prepared to cope with. At twenty-five percent support, I get it. This is what we do, and this is how we're supposed to do it; the caveat, of course, is that "I" am not among the "we" who will actually "do" the doing of "it".
Honestly, I think the nine percent is when we start accounting for the people whose asses are actually on the line.
Truth, Justice, and the American Way? Fuck yeah.
A tag team bout against sarin and reality? Eh ... not so much.
As far as I can tell, the only question remaining is how many Syrians we sacrifice in the bloodfire rain before we send our flesh and blood to boil and die in the poison winds.