Aum Shinrikyo. 1995. Sarin release, Tokyo subway system. Thirteen dead, 54 grievously hurt, nearly a thousand more certified to have been adversely affected. Perpetrators: a few dissociative and/or incredibly suggestible crypto-spiritual malcontents — so few that I can pretty well number them on my fingers and toes — dispersing with the most primitive of mechanisms the first batches made from their stockpiles of precursors of the neurotoxin, those (according to Keele University’s Charles Townshend) reliably reported to consist of a sufficiency for the killing of something in the neighborhood of four millions of people. Think about this while you’re baying for a meaningless — meaningless! — ejaculation of munitions onto the territory of the dissolving polity that is Syria. Think about the morality of relying as your rationale for the contemplated operation on the slipshod, wobbly circumstantial case against the Assad regime, and about the last 15 years’ worth of intel cognitively slanted by desire for a preconceived outcome even among actors not aiming to dissemble. Think about the violations of “international law” in the form of the genocidal rage guaranteed to be visited by orthodox Muslims on Assad’s coreligionists, the despised Alawites, upon the government’s collapse, and about how much outcry you’ll be making then. And while you’re so wet with compassion for the (indefinite) number of children gassed in Ghouta, think about how many more children will die down the road thanks to the increase in disorder, manifested in aggravated sectarian and ethnic conflict, that will be the sole, sorry product of your useless, self-stroking sentimentality. Get a grip on yourselves, for God’s sake.
Posted on: Sun, 08 Sep 2013 16:05:24 +0000
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