Back in the Saddle
Yesterday I was a sleepy boy and crashed at, well, 11:30. Today of course I am not quite so sleepy, but have much to do -- and am doing it -- so we power through. I joked that the 30-degree shift in temperature would cause me to do more to stay warm, and it is not quite a joke. It was a bit jarring to hear the furnace come on, and seeing the rain -- and feeling the bite in the air when I opened the door -- was hardly pleasant, but this is spring.
Listened to the big speech tonight, and while I think it hit the points, I did not exactly come away convinced. Not that we aren't winning, but... I guess I would say this reminds me of Japan in 1945; all they had to do was to make it so bloody to the US that we would come to the table. Similarly, all Iran has to do is hold on, drive up oil and gas prices, and force POTUS to retreat. Will he? Will they? I mean, if we and the Israelis keep killing their leaders, we may stumble into one who want peace, but that is hardly a winning strategery.
All I have to say of course they do, as they really aren't fighting; we are. Now, if the Saudis or someone else wanted to join in...more the merrier.
Now this is a problem; again, one of our own creation, and one that needs to be resolved quickly. I realize the youngins do not realize the history we have with them, but...
I will believe it when I see it, but it would be funny as hell if it happened...