The Whore of Babylon
“All options are on the table.”
That’s the response of George Bush when asked if he would rule out the nuclear option as a response to Iran’s nuclear ambition.
Nuclear Option. That’s one of the most terrifying things I’ve ever heard.
Where is the outrage in this nation? Where are the calls demanding his resignation? Why is there no popular rebellion against this despot? Is it again possible that a single man can plunge the planet into a world wide conflict? Is it possible that the United States could be the first nation to use nuclear weapons against a non-aggressor or is this all simply the talk of a madman trying to look strong when everyone knows he is not?
The United States is like a violent addict, drunk on the elixir of crude and profits and willing to use any means to attain the chemicals and vices it craves. Rotting from the inside out, we’re willing to take everyone else down with us, to do anything to keep the party going and maintain the high. Almost all the signs of addiction are present: lies to get the fix, deteriorating relationships, incoherent speech, gross financial mismanagement and violent outbursts against innocent parties. The only sign that’s not present, self-imposed seclusive behavior, is the one I’m hopeful may yet appear.
“And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.”-Johnny Cash, “When The Man Comes Around”