Category Archives: Social Constructs

A Presser That Will Never Be


Watching the media circus on the tube today, specifically the Donald Rumsfeld and Ari Fleisher shows.  The ink-stained wretches of the domestic press pool have outdone themselves in asking less than brilliant questions.  Some of the gems of journalistic wisdom included “Why hasn’t the war ended sooner?” and “Did you underestimate the importance of the Fedayeen Saddam?”  I was half expecting a journalist to ask “Do you wet the bed?” of Ari Fleischer or “Is that really your hair?” of Donald Rumsfeld.

Journalists in the past 30 years have undergone a dumbing-down that is remarkable.  I’ve done reporting and its not a tough job.  Five W’s  Who, What, When, Where, Why and just to fill it out, How.  Ask those questions, write a lead that answers those questions, then expand on it.  A classic pyramid.  Do some research and check some facts.  Get two or more experts to back up the basic idea, or refute it and you’ve got a 2000 word op-ed or think piece.

In a press conference, with all the other meat puppets trying to ask questions, journalists have a brain fade and park their common sense at the door.  Ask Donald Rumsfeld if he underestimated the importance of the Fedayeen Saddam and he’s not going to answer “You know, I think you’re right.  We might of.  Dammit Tommy, why didn’t you think of that?”  Ask Ari Fleischer why the war isn’t already over, he’s not going to say it’s because of this, that, or the other.  The reason Rumsfeld or Fleischer aren’t going to give out the answer is simple:  The question is moronic.

So, as a demented public service, we’re going to give out what Rumsfeld and Fleisher would answer, if they were not so utterly appalled by the astounding vapidity of the questions:

Journo #1  “Did you underestimate the strategic importance of the Fedayeen Saddam?”

Rumsfeld:  No we didn’t.  We knew they had these loonies around.  We didn’t know that they were so disturbed as to shoot at us from behind a group of women and children.  We just figured they were run of the mill assholes with shitty attitudes and pickup trucks who would run off at the first sign of real guns.  Turns out they’re real head cases.  Could we predict that?  Hell no.  Nobody could.  But we’re shooting every one we can find, because that’s what you do with rabid animals.  If they want to do a suicide mission in a school bus full of dynamite, we’ll see to it they see Allah right smartly.

Journo #2  “Why hasn’t the war ended sooner?”

Fleischer:  Because Saddam Hussein isn’t dead yet.  We’ve got feet on the street trying to kill the little shit, but he keeps moving around a lot.  Consequently we have to bomb a lot of Iraq and shoot at all the nimrods that protect him.  If the Iraqi people, or his bodyguards would just strip Saddam naked, beat the shit out of him, and toss him out of a truck near one of our tanks, we’ll take it from there.  Until that point, we have to do it the hard way.  As to why, well, you best go to Baghdad and ask Saddam.  He can give up any time he likes.

Journo #3  “Is the President expressing an opinion regarding the Syrian situation that is a foreign policy initiative change vis-a-vis the Palestinian situation and the role of the Kurdish Homeland?”

Fleischer:  I have no idea what kind of question that was and I suspect you don’t either, except to use policy-wank jargon and string together as long a sentence as you can touching on things you either know nothing about, or was written for you by somebody else.  Our foreign policy has not changed regarding Syria, Kurdish Homelands, Turkey, Montana, Palestine or Israel.  If you are looking for minutiae that can be construed as some millimetric change in foreign policy, go stare at the waistband of your underwear for four hours.  Then try to write a simple declarative sentence that contains a question.  Asshole.

Journo #4  “Are we taking more casualties than were expected?”

Rumsfeld:  Trying to predict how many of our guys and gals are going to get killed in a war, is like trying to predict how many angels can dance on the head of a pin.  Or, on a pinhead like you.  As soon as the gunfire starts, all bets are off and all estimates become educated guesses.  We don’t want to send even one of our people home with so much as a hangnail or sunburn.  But the enemy has other ideas.  We train our people about as well as can be done, but when you play with guns and bombs, eventually someone is going to get killed.  We hate it and we try not to get our people killed.

Journo #5  “Will the missile attack on the Kuwaiti shopping mall change the focus of the war?”

Rumsfeld:  Yes, emphatically.  We were just goofing around up ’till then.  Now it’s serious when they try to blow up a Wal-Mart.  I’ve asked Colin to ready the nukes. 

Journo #6  “Does the President consider the relations with the coalition partners to be critical to the mission now facing the US”

Fleischer:  Yes he does.  If he didn’t, he would be an idiot, like you.  He’s the President and you’re some jackoff reporter with epoxied hair, faggy makeup and a cheap suit.  He keeps the coalition up to date on all the stuff we’re doing, maybe not the minute by minute shit, as we can all watch CNN, too, but the big strokes.  That’s the way they like it and the President likes it.

Rumsfeld:  That’s enough exposure to stupidity for one day…

Fleischer:  Fuck you, very much.  

Diplomats And Prisoners


The Iraqi Ambassador to the UN is calling the US and Britain a bunch of war criminals.  This is not the usual parliamentary language that one expects from such an august body as the United Nations.  The US Ambassador, John Negroponte, got up and walked out, which is UN-speak for ‘eat shit and die’.

Listening to the diplomats and the mouthpieces for both sides is like filling your head with white glue and foam packing beads.  Nobody has the stones to stand up and invite their opposite number to “come by the Rose Garden at the White House and keep drippin’ that bullshit for spring planting.”  The French, Russian and Germans are demanding that the US not be involved in setting up the new government in Iraq. 

I suspect the US doesn’t want to be involved in it either.  The US would just as soon finish up things and go home, as long as the essential problem, an insane dictator with nerve gas and maybe even nukes, isn’t driving the bus.  It’s costing the US and UK a ton of cash, every hour, to keep this tent up and they could really use the money at home. 

Unfortunately, the French, Russians and Germans are not the best choice to decide on what kind of new government should be set up.  The French have long Arabic roots as a colonial imperialist power.  Germany just wants to sell their industrial infrastructure.  Russia wants the oil and arms sales along with the French who want some of the rearming sales too.  The US and the UK are doing the noble thing, while the major whiners are just pissy that they got pulled off the money tit.

Speaking of the money tit, I have noticed that France, Germany and Russia have not been terribly vocal about humanitarian aid, or for that matter, forthcoming with planeloads or shiploads of humanitarian aid.  Could it be that humanitarian aid actually costs money while sucking on the money tit, only makes money? 

If they were so concerned about all the shocking things going on, then one would rationally expect those who are so concerned would do everything to help the innocent civilians with food and water.  Except that innocent civilians are dirt poor and can’t sign off on multi-billion dollar government contracts to rebuild the country, re-arm the military and buy huge infrastructure projects.

As for prisoners, I’m not impressed with either side.  The US has been holding a few hundred of truly vicious lunatics in Guantanamo Bay under very strict disciplinary rules that border on cruel.  But, by way of explanation, the GitMo Bay guys are hard-core Al-Qaeda crazies from Afghanistan who are, essentially, rabid and are trying to kill their captors with anything they can get their hands on, including pencils, toast or raisins.  The GitMo prisoners are being held very tightly because they have not demonstrated the common sense to give up.  Even a tomato seed has the sense to not try to grow on gravel. 

Conversely, the Iraqis are not setting their US prisoners up in the Baghdad Hilton either.  We don’t have any information on how battlefield prisoners in Iraq are being held by the US, but I suspect the Iraqi POW’s, are at the hands of the Evil US who insists that their prisoners eat good food, see doctors and get treated reasonably well.  Yes, the prisoners are behind barbed wire and have to wear flexi cuffs.  What the hell did you expect, we’d just toss them the the keys to a new Ford Focus and invite them to the Kuwait City Wal-Mart for a shopping spree and a makeover?

It’s a War, not a Kiwanis Club luncheon.

The Trap


We had an interesting discussion over dinner.  Is Baghdad one big trap for the US troops? 

Yes it is.  Saddam will let the US get to somewhere around 50 miles away from Baghdad, where the US supply lines are stretched out a bit thin. At the same time, Saddam, rather than defending a long line, is defending a short line, as encirclement makes the line of conflict smaller, putting more Iraqi troops in a smaller area.  At a certain point, Iraqi soldiers will be quite close to each other, physically. 

Based on the current disposition of troops, the Iraqi army can still fight like furies and potentially escape out the back of Baghdad, running away East towards Iran and the hills. 

Historically, this is like the Falaise Gap in WWII.  Patton and Montgomery had the German 5th Army caught in a bubble.  The Allies slaughtered thousands of German soldiers trying to escape through a five-mile gap in defenses south of the town of Falaise, held by the Canadian First Army.  It took two days, but we closed the Falaise Gap, catching more than 10,000 German prisoners in the pocket and killing an estimated 20,000 more.

So, how to pin down the Iraqi Army?  The 4th Mechanized has to come ashore in Turkey, unload their tanks, gas’em up and get rolling into the north of Iraq as fast as possible.  In the meantime, the airspace north and east of Baghdad should be full of aircraft.  Until you get feet on the sand, keep the escape route full of all kinds of exploding  iron. 

The doctrine for this is the Viet Nam era, Linebacker and Linebacker II campaigns, where the B-52’s ran around the the clock from as far away as Japan and Guam, pounding Ha Noi with good, dumb, cheap, effective, iron bombs.  If anything in Ha Noi moved during Linebacker, the US dropped lots of bombs on it, day or night for two weeks.

Do the same thing north and east of Baghdad until you can get troops in there to physically close the line.  It might take a week to twelve days for US troops to get there, but the idea is to have the Iraqi Army caught against the US troops on three sides. 

Their only escape route should be full of angry, well-armed pilots, aviators and helicopter gunfighters who can call up all kinds of bad for tanks, trucks, missiles and foot soldiers, like the Highway of Death in the first Gulf War.  This effectively closes the only escape for the Iraqi Army.  In that little pause that you give them, you can also fill in some gaps in your supply lines.

A sensible leader would then surrender.  An insane leader will invite a house to house fight.  Back our guys about three kilometers from the front lines and start bombing anything left standing in the city.  You can’t win a house to house fight, so make all the houses go away.  Stop every three days and ask ‘Enough?’.

This is going to get me in trouble, but stop screwing around with the humanitarian aid.  The logistical aim should only be keeping the front line supplied with gas, groceries and guns.  If we’ve got some slack time, we’ll do some humanitarian shipping, but frankly Scarlett, too damn bad until they surrender.

Making Holes


Now that its underway, a quick look at the holes.

The visuals are amazing.  Any of the networks with ’embedded’ crews are returning live, unfiltered reality into people’s living rooms.  So far, we haven’t seen a reporter doing a stand-up in real danger.  The prediction from the cynical side, is that before this is all done, the image of a reporter doing a stand-up, then having their head explode in a bloody cloud, just as the camera goes to snow, will be burned into our collective retinas.  That is the danger and the thrill of live television in a war zone.

Watching the tactics early this morning (0200) of a squad clearing an area near the port of Oum Quasa (?) is a lesson in how military doctrine works.  It seems time consuming and very, very slow, but it is how you do it safely when there are people shooting at you.  Walking across open fields in urban areas is a simple statement:  “I Am An Idiot. Please Kill Me Now.” 

Keep in mind, for those without the knowledge, that a simple rife can fire a chunk of lead about a kilometer.  Or, from one end of a city block to another, with accuracy and lethal effects.  Staying more than a city block or two away from people with guns puts you in a ‘safe’ position.  Tanks, mortars and artillery can throw very large pieces of metal, further. 

For those who watched the three tanks clear the buildings near Oum Quasa and saw little jets of dust pop up as you heard a gun sound from the tanks, here is the explanation:  Each of those little puffs was probably a .50 calibre machine gun round.  .50 cal means the bullet is a half-inch across and a bit longer than your driving finger.  .|..    Those bullets go through things like concrete block walls, cars, and sandbags like red chillies through your insides.  Of course, those tanks were firing a few hundred of those things every minute.  There is a high likelihood of at least one of those pieces of lead hitting the Bad Guys, causing big, bloody holes to appear in their bodies. 

For the big bangs, you saw or heard, odds are it was an 80 or 120 mm mortar.  80 or 120 millimeters being the diameter of the shell, perhaps not quite as long as your arm from elbow to fingertip.  Inside the head of the shell is more explosive, about the size of your clenched fist, designed to blow a hole the size of a big garden shed in whatever it hits.

Lob one of those things into a high-rise and you essentially turn a one-bedroom apartment into a big smoking hole.  If you were a neighbour of that one-bedroom apartment, you would most probably be severely injured, or at least, have to do some underwear laundry with a hellish ringing in your ears. 

If you watched the first ‘Shock and Awe” show live, many of those things you saw blowing up were 2,000 pound bombs and Cruise Missiles.  In perspective, the Oklahoma City bomb that took out the Murragh Federal Building was estimated at 5,000 pounds of not-so-great explosive.  Divide by two and that gives you the approximate force of laser-guided bombs or cruise missile explosives that are of much higher quality in a smaller weight and pack a very intense wallop.  That bang is contained in something more or less three times the size of the propane tank on a backyard gas barbecue. 

This is the kind of bang that can take four or five regular suburban houses in a block and turn all of it, land, furniture, trees, windows, pets, people and dishes, into a deep, smoking hole that leaves no trace there was ever anything there.  It all just disappears.  Park one or two in a 10-storey office building and expect the building to fall over.

Bigger than that, we’re getting into exotic weapons.  The ones I’ve described are run-of-the-mill ordinance that flings about regularly, giving the enemy a Bad Day.  The rule of thumb is to not make bigger holes than you need to make.  This will, hopefully, convince those who are shooting at you, to give up, or stop shooting at you and run away as quickly as possible in a pink Toyota pickup truck.

Make well-organized holes in enough things and all the Bad Guys give up.  Then you can go home.

Why Tribes Exist


Understanding human behaviour comes down to an understanding of a basic human condition: We exist in tribes.  This condition seems hardwired into us.  How we describe our tribe depends on many situations, but it is a cornerstone of how people work and consequently, how we behave.

We understand the concept of tribe in different ways today.  In hunter-gatherer days our tribe were those who lived near us and had the same dog-tooth-on-a-sinew-around-the-neck.   We could identify other tribe members by their dog tooth on a rope and didn’t have to know every individual tribe member, although we usually did and if we met someone who didn’t have the dog tooth on a rope, they were strangers and strangers, we learned, were very dangerous; they stole our food and hit us with rocks.  So we called our other dog-tooth buddies for defence.  The tribe became our defense, our food, our companionship, childcare, health system and burial society.

Naturally, we became more sophisticated as we evolved, but the same basic loyalty remained.  Today, we’re loyal to many tribes; ethnicity, political viewpoint, car ownership, location, or socioeconomic strata.  The essential concept of this is still tribal.  A small group of people with definable commonality of viewpoint.

The reason I bring this up, is Iraq is in the process of being overrun by the US, who have promised not to pick up the pink slip to the country.  The United States will turn over the joint to the people of Iraq.   Canada will get involved as peacekeepers and humanitarian aid people, as is our usual way.  However, the one group being left out of discussions here is the people of Iraq.

Will the resort to being tribes again?  Human history has taught us the essential and smallest unit of loyalty is the tribe, so I see no reason why this should be an exception now.  Iraq will become a tribal enclave as human beings always revert to tribes, especially in times of stress.  I propose that invasion and war counts as ‘stress’.

How many tribes will pop up?  Probably hundreds, if not thousands.  So, how do we manage this mass of grumpy, suspicious, fearful and belligerent tribes?  I have no idea and I suspect that the UN and the US have no idea either.  What I can say for sure is that trying to supplant the baked-in-at-the-factory loyalty to a tribe with something bigger, never works. 

Somalia should be a case in point.  When Somalia imploded, one of the key reasons was people were loyal to their tribe, not the country and viewed anyone not of their tribe, in a position of power, as a threat, as they knew, in their heart of hearts, that the politician in power who was not of their tribe, was going to throw rocks at them, or steal their food:  Rebellion, mass starvation, conflict, yadda, yadda, yadda, thousands dead…etc.etc. etc..We know the words to that song all too well.

Watch how the tribes in Iraq start jockeying for position.  The Kurdistan have already staked out their piece, having fought the Baghdad government for years, demanding their own homeland. 

My, my my, sounds like the Israeli/Palestinian deal all over again.  Let’s see…1947 minus 2003….50, 56 years or so of, essentially, tribal warfare.

It all comes down to tribes.

Serendipity


Walking the dog tonight in a warmish late winter night, the two of us, Ralph and I, stopped and looked at a big creamy moon coming over the houses around the park.

A moments’ pause to enjoy the hugeness of our little blue planet and its nearest neighbour, the Moon.  We both stopped at the same moment, Ralph looking at and possibly understanding on a level that I cannot appreciate, that despite everything that goes on, there are still stars, the Moon and the beauty of Nature that cause us to stop and stare in the sheer wonder of it all.  Did God create all this just for us?

If so, He does great work.  If its just a freak of nature and quantum mechanics, then it was a gorgeous freak of nature and high-level physics is uncommonly pretty when it wants to be.

Look outside tonight and enjoy our smallness in the grand scheme of things before it all goes to hell.  Enjoy a moments’ wonder.

48 Hours


George W. did it last night, as billed.  Saddam Hussein got his eviction notice to vacate or face deliveries of rapidly moving steel bits, courtesy of the Army Ordinance Depot from Fort Benning, Georgia.  A good speech that pushed the right buttons and gave Saddam Hussein the heads-up dictated by international law that there is a pile of manure and a fan, coming together.

If I were running the show, I would be looking at the 21st as the jump-off day.  Saddam is figuring a prompt 48 hours, so go in 72 or so, after everyone is all keyed up to start festivities and is starting that slide down from being pumped to being disappointed.  That’s when you whack’em.  Much like the police delivering a warrant, nail the bad guy at 0400 when they’re still asleep.  Don’t ring the doorbell at 1000 and ask if the Republican Guard can come out to play.

Now, assuming the ground war runs a week or two and the US gets the pink slip to Iraq, what the hell do we do with it?  It is like a dog chasing a car.  If the dog ever catches the car, the dog has no idea what do with it. 

George W. has said he doesn’t want to run it and frankly, neither does anyone else.  Canada could have a role in here, doing what we do best, peacekeeping and delivering humanitarian aid.

Except Iraq is just a collection of tribes held together with a money teat of Oil.  Kurds, Suni, Afghani and a few hundred thousand other lesser brands, who, like Yugoslavia, don’t like each other, or anyone else.  Keeping the peace in that mix is, at best, difficult. 

At least the 30-year reign of Saddam Hussein has ridden the country of old-guard communists who were killed for sport when Saddam took over in the 70’s.  Since the people of Iraq have no organized opposition left alive and no obvious replacement in the wings, aside from Saddam, they’ll create their own tribal based version that should, with any luck, result in only a few decades of mindless instability, purges, jihads, mass deportations, one or two winters of starvation, disease and a telethon or two.

As a planet, we’ve become rather skilled at bouncing out dictators and the dangerously disturbed with itchy trigger fingers.  The one we haven’t figured out yet, is how to airlift a full-blown Jeffersonian Democracy into place after the smoke has cleared.  We tried that in Gaza, Cyprus, Korea, Uganda, Somalia, Yemen, Argentina, Chile, Nicaragua, Panama, Yugoslavia, Viet Nam and a bunch of other countries, with little or no success. 

It did work in Germany and Austria after WW2 and to a lesser extent, Japan, but fell on its ass in India, Pakistan and Bangladesh. And we’re not going to mention Kenya, Liberia, Zaire, Rhodesia/Zimbabwe, Haiti or Grenada.

Is Jeffersonian Democracy the best solution to drop in?  Well, no.  It doesn’t work that well in countries that don’t have a pot to piss in, or a window to throw it out of.  Good old Stalinist Fascism tends to work better on the desperately poor, as a powerful, insane, needlessly violent central government that has food, tends to overcome ethnic, tribal or village loyalties by the expedient of killing or starving anyone who disagrees. 

Look at Yugoslavia as an example:  Yugoslavia is a put-up job, more or less created by the League of Nations to put all the Croats, Serbs, Macedonians and other ethnic groups into one map reference.  Russian ran the joint with an iron fist until Russia imploded.  Then the population reverted to ethnic, tribal and village loyalties which was what they had all along.  They were not loyal to Yugoslavia, but to Croatia, or Serbia or Obscuria, even though those countries had not existed since the end of  WWI.

If we take over Iraq, will it dissolve into the Suni, Kurd and Afghani, North and South, Oiled and Unoiled?  Of course it will and they’ll fight like wet cats in a sack over oil, food and access to the Gulf. 

At that point the UN will throw its hands up an say “fuck it” and another insane violent dictator will step up to unite Iraq with promises of “democracy” and “freedom” and “prosperity” right after we have another purge of those who still have their right hand or brown eyes, or the wrong hairstyle.  Then we’ll form a “commission of reform and advancement” to decided on how our new constitution will look.  Unfortunately all the members of that commission were killed in a bombing by radicals, so we must continue with martial law until the rebels are captured.  Is this sounding familiar?  India and Pakistan come to mind, along with most of Africa at one time or another.

Rick Mercer Apologizes on Behalf of Canada


I only post other writings with attribution, so this is from Rick Mercer at CBC’s “This Hour Has 22 Minutes”

On behalf of Canadians everywhere I’d like to offer an apology to the United States of America. We haven’t been getting along very well recently and for that, I am truly sorry. I’m sorry we called George Bush a moron. He is a moron but, it wasn’t nice of us to point it out. If it’s any consolation, the fact that he’s a moron shouldn’t reflect poorly on the people of America. After all it’s not like you actually elected him.

I’m sorry about our softwood lumber. Just because we have more trees than you doesn’t give us the right to sell you lumber that’s cheaper and better than your own. I’m sorry we beat you in Olympic hockey. In our defense I guess our excuse would be that our team was much, much, much, much better than yours. I’m sorry we burnt down your White House during the War of 1812. I notice you’ve rebuilt it! It’s very nice.

I’m sorry about your beer. I know we had nothing to do with your beer but, we feel your pain. I’m sorry about our waffling on Iraq. I mean, when you’re going up against a crazed dictator, you wanna have your friends by your side. I realize it took more than two years before you guys pitched in against Hitler, but that was different. Everyone knew he had weapons.

And finally on behalf of all Canadians, I’m sorry that we’re constantly apologizing for things in a passive-aggressive way which is really a thinly veiled criticism. I sincerely hope that you’re not upset over this – We’ve seen what you do to countries you get upset with.

Thank you.

Even More Snow


The last few weeks have been filled with snow.  Every three or four days we get a dump of snow, enough to pull out the technology and blow it away.  Between my two neighbours, John and Bob, we really don’t have any place to put the stuff. 

Bob and I share a driveway, so we take all the snow from his side and my side and toss it over to my side of the equation.  Then we toss it up and over into a traditional snow bank that many of you know as a child.  Except my front lawn is only 7 feet wide and there is a big tree in the middle of it.  So, we toss the snow into John’s driveway, clean John’s driveway out and toss all the snow up and over onto John’s lawn.  Three driveways and walkways full of snow, all wind up on John’s lawn.

Then the snowplough comes by.  John, by being on the corner, gets some mono-browed Human Amoeba with a huge grader to fill the end of his driveway with six feet of ploughed, hard-packed road snow in the name of clearing the streets.  So, we dig that out and toss it up onto the pile.  Oh and we clean out the end of my driveway and Bob’s too.

Considering that the snow technology (the snow blower) is an overpowered 8 hp monster, this hasn’t been an issue in many previous years.  This year, it is an issue. We can’t actually toss the snow high enough to clear the existing snow banks and get the damn stuff to hell out of our way.  And you can’t throw it back in the street either, as that is ‘against the law’.

We now have three, very tall, as in six feet high, piles of hard packed snow.  In my childhood in the Pleistocene Era we had a few winters that created these huge snow piles.  Being industrious juvenile delinquents, we decided to create snow forts, by burrowing down into these piles and clearing out domed rooms. 

One winter we were able to tunnel from one end of the driveway to the other in the snow banks, creating two hidden snow forts in the heart of the snow banks with an invisible tunnel connecting the two.  We did this, essentially, because we were idiots and had watched “The Great Escape” on TV one too many times.

With all this snow, I’m looking longingly at these huge snow piles and thinking to myself.  Unfortunately I am a technically grown man and it would be unseemly.  But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to construct one last huge, hidden warren of snow tunnels and forts through all the snow banks.  File this under keeping the inner child alive.

A Solution To Confusion


The whole Raytheon Presents The Gulf War Brought To You By Lockheed-Martin (c) is very confusing now.  Every day until March 17th, you will hear “news” about progress on the diplomatic front.  The reporters who will tell you the “real” message, have no clue what they are saying, as they don’t understand it either, but they have a 70 second news hole to fill and diplomats do not speak in comfy sound bites.  So, take all reporting about diplomatic advances or failures with a 20 kilo bag of rock salt.

Here’s the simple goods:  The US is building up troops.  Britain is onside.  France isn’t happy.  Canada is as confused as ever.  War may very well be imminent, against Iraq.  (I figured I would remind you that its Iraq we’re going up against, as this keeps getting lost in there somehow.)  The rest of it is dancing and debating about the number of Al-Samouds you can put on the end of a pin, which really doesn’t amount of a small hill of anything useful.

So to simplify:

A: Saddam Dead = Good.
B: Saddam in Exile = Good Enough.
C: Iraq People Free = Good.
D: Iraq Run by US = Bad. 
E: Weapons of Mass Destruction = Bad.
F: WMD’s removed from Lunatic = Good.
G: War = Bad.
H: Peace = Good.
I: Terrorists On The Run = Good.
J: Terrorists On The Loose = Bad.
K: Osama Bin Laden Dead = Good.
L: Osama Bin Laden Alive = Bad.
M: How to get there = x

Solve for x

The Solution is G+A+C+F=x

Notice that there still is no solution for I, J, K and L.  That is another problem that is being addressed and is making some advances, but is not solved yet.  Notice there is nothing in the equation about diplomacy, the UN, or vetoes of the Security Council.  Those are variables that you will be hearing a lot about in the next few days.  Ignore them, unless they conclusively (as in Good or Bad, no grey in-betweens) fix the problem.

Your media is going to be filled with fluff for the next week and change.  Please remember the essentials, if only to keep from being confused.