Why War is Awesome
If you are on the winning side
Take a good look at this dying child, a product of the starvation caused by the war in Yemen. You are complicit. You benefit from this. You live large - because of this.
8 billion humans are competing to live large. Each and every one of us aspires to own a car, a nice house, go on vacation, never skip a meal and have enough for a cushy retirement. The ultra-competitive have dreams of private jets, mega mansions and Champagne and caviar for breakfast.
Rejoice! For you are a winner.
Unfortunately, the resources of the world are finite, so there will be winners - but most will be losers. And most of the losers will eke out a miserable existence in vile rat and cockroach infested slums, struggling to make enough to afford food. The truly desperate will resort to pimping out their daughters or deforming their children because that’s a great business model for a career as a beggar.
It’s not as if we - the winners in the battle for MORE - don’t care. Of course we care.
Remember the massive fund raiser in 1985 to help the poor starving folks in Africa and the top selling single ‘We are the World.’
That did nothing to alleviate the plight of the billions who live in utter desperate, permanent destitution.
We then resumed bombing wedding parties and committing mass murder whenever the folks in the target countries dared to oppose our pillaging of their resources. We carried on with organizing colour revolutions and installing compliant dictators who were rewarded for selling out and assisting us with grand theft resources.
bbccnn told us that they deserved that deluge of Raytheon missiles because some of them got uppity about the resource pillaging and threw stones at our tanks. How dare they! Ironically, bbccnn labels these people as terrorists.
Meanwhile, we continue to show we care by dropping a few coins into the Oxfam box or adding a buck to our $400 bill at the supermarket checkout. We wheel our super-sized trolleys to the SUV, load up and head back to our air-conditioned homes in the suburbs listening to Taylor Swift and feeling good about the act of giving.
Most people are totally oblivious to the fact that we enjoy the privilege of stuffing our faces to the point of morbid obesity because of our expertise at blowing up people to ensure the never-ending resource pillage that fuels our absolutely fabulous lifestyles.
Make no mistake - we benefit from war.
Here’s the part where I relieve you of the guilt that might be seeping in. If we did not fight for the limited resources, our competitors would gleefully attack the weak and they would steal the oil and copper.
And if we decided to stop fighting wars and instead gather around campfires, banging tambourines and singing KOOMbaya and Give Peace a chance… we would quickly join the ranks of the weak nations… and China and Russia would drop bombs on our campfire gatherings, and steal our resources.
If you are still feeling uncomfortable with the situation, sell everything you own, and donate the proceeds to charity - then relocate to Libya.
Alternatively, push this truth into a dark corner of your mind, and hop over to Amazon and do some online shopping. Buy something nice for yourself. It will prime the endorphins and you’ll soon return to not giving any f789s about the suffering that we inflict so that we can continue to be winners and live large.
Russia has the lion’s share of the remaining resources. The West has unpayable debts.
It’s heating up.
I figure the misanthropy is strong here, or maybe it’s a somewhat targeted misanthropy. Maybe that’s what drives your politics rather than scarcity. We can’t kill 8 billion people. It’s neither possible nor desirable.
I have things to do.