If You're A Whore, Then You NEED War

I love the smell of financial rot in the morning. Because it reminds me of WHY we must wage war.

Please, I beg you, tell me.

What must the nation borrowing nearly $1 trillion per year from the world at large do to ensure the continued flow of finance into the game called "A Sound, Vibrant, Healthy Economy?"

It must flex its muscle and demonstrate its intention that the game continue without dissent.

Consider what happened December '06 when Thailand unilaterally implemented currency controls to stem the rise of its currency against the dollar.

Do you doubt the financial tyrant is dangerously leveraged?

Then you didn't see the freak show on CNBC the morning after.

The talk was about the possibility of "systemic crisis" swamping the whore masters: hedge funds and private equity.

And cooler minds know that, when a tiny nation like Thailand can create such big financial waves, the substance of global arrangements is largely a confidence game.

There's little left but guns, outwardly pointing, ensuring copious loads of butter to grease what is euphemistically called our "Sound, Vibrant, Healthy Economy."

Is it any wonder, then, that President Bush is being so reticent about Iraq?

Whose back pocket is he in? (He, and the rest of Nixon's nasty leftovers.)

Who invited him and the Republican Party back to the self-proclaimed "Financial Capital of the World" for the '04 convention?

Was this their doggie treat for dutifully sleeping while the city was violently attacked?

Two steps forward, one step back. As tax paying Americans, why wouldn't we ask:

How could a nation that, generation after generation, spends so many billions on defense and intelligence find itself so vulnerable to a bunch of cave dwelling, dog gassing, monkey bar climbing Oswalds?

Of course, such musing might, indeed, seem insane if there were not so many similarities to a different story that began on Novemer 22, 1963...