In one of the more amusing conversations this week, Trump went to talk to NATO with his perennial demand that the NATO nations start paying the two percent of their national GDPs that they promised to spend on their own defense when they joined NATO. They haven’t done that for decades. They’ve been relying on us to protect them, but the last few American presidencies have proven to everybody in the world that we are not the most stable of nations to be allied with. One president may be bought by China and do everything to support their growing hegemony, another may send millions to Iran so they can fund terror and nuclear research, another may decide to BOMB Iran and their proxies back out of the nuclear age.
Well… it’s amazing how people react when Daddy’s Home and spanks the bad child a few times after the bad child has been coddled for decades.
All of a sudden the NATO nations agreed to spend FIVE percent of their GDPs on their own defense, and that is a good thing. Strong allies make strong alliances. It is never good when an alliance rests on the shoulders of one nation. That’s not an alliance. That is an empire. The American people said no to an empire a long time ago, and it is past time our own government and the governments of other nations realize we mean it.
Daddy’s Home, and he does not appreciate what has been done in his name while he wasn’t paying as much attention as he should have been…
America has held a dominant position in the world since World War II ended. We could do anything we wanted, and we often have. And that is not a good thing. Because bureaucrats and politicians who find themselves able to use ultimate power often do bad things with it. And that is why they should never be trusted with it.
The souk. Narrow alleys with their centuries of history pressing in on the marketplace shops. The scent of spice, of dust, and camel dung overwhelming your senses. Taste the sharp mint tea, the iced melon, the orange blossom water. Witness the dazzling, bewildering, astounding array of wares that confuse the eyes. The chant of the muezzin droning over the babble of many languages, rising and falling at all hours of the night and day in this sleepless, restless place.
In the Goblin Souk, you will find stories of genies, lamps, and wishes both granted and unfulfilled. Beware the Souk. You may leave with more than you are prepared for… or less…