Blinding flash

Sometimes (or is it often?) I despair at the ‘insights’ offfered us by journalists. Or am I missing something vital here? – all about wars being unwinnable.

Ever since the Trojan Horse episode, clever tacticians have managed to thwart the efforts of mere generals by the use of informal methods of warfare. And of course that really gets up the generals’ disrespected noses. They of course always liked it to be predictable – in serried ranks with breaks for tea and unseasonal showers. A favourite tactic was to settle the whole thing with the help of Sir Knight and his trusty lance, while the cannon fodder waited in the wings with their Woodbines, cakes and ale (anachronistically speaking). In more modern times they have been particularly offended by human shields and enemies who refuse to wear uniforms and keep hiding in caves; downright un-British, what?

The fact is that the generations of Grand Old Dukes of York (and no doubt other seats of military learning) have always been reluctant to keep up with the irregulars, and take it as a personal insult when barracks are closed and the regimental goats are served up in the mess and replaced with robots.

Meanwhile, back at the BBC, journalists fail to cotton on to the fact that few wars have ever been ‘won’ in any meaningful sense. Both sides lose. And Afghanistan has regularly delivered proof of the phenomenon.

Author: Janus

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6 thoughts on “Blinding flash”

  1. G’morgen Janus. Found this bit of verse deep in the hard drive. No idea who wrote it or why I kept it.

    She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning, her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind.
    I know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking and destruction lay around me, from a fight I could not win. She asked me name my foe then. I said the need within some men to fight and kill their brothers, without thought of love or God and I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemy, so eager was my passion to devour this waste of life. But she wouldn’t think of battle that reduces men to animals so easy to begin and yet impossible to end..

    For she the mother of all men, had counselled me so wisely that I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay. “Oh lady lend your hand,” I cried, “Oh let me rest here at your side.” “Have faith and trust in me,” she said, and filled my heart with life. “There is no strength in numbers, have no such misconception but when you need me be assured I won’t be far away.”

    Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear. My labour is no easier but now I know I’m not alone, I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day. And if one day she comes to you, drink deeply from her words so wise, take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me.


  2. You’ve forgotten the Chinese waiting for the rains.
    Apart from that I reckon tidy little neutron bombs might be quite a deciding factor!

  3. CO, the ever-holy Danes are akshully debating whether drones are ‘moral’ weapons. Bear in mind they have already banned nuclear stuff of any kind – but buy nuclear-generated power from Germany.

  4. Nobody ever wins in a war – except those who make and sell the weapons. The cost in human lives, property,crops and devastation is always too high – at at the end of the day people still have to sit around the table and talk.

    Of course, we need Defence Forces that will blow any foreign invader into oblivion, by any means whatsoever, should they dare to put even a big toe in my country. But, that being said, how can I blame the citizens of another country doing the same to my armies ‘invading’ their lands?

    The only ‘moral war’ is defending one’s own homeland. Well, that;’s my view.

  5. Humanity may not win in wars but the world does, especially if there is a good clear out. Less humans to occupy the space of other species gives an extension of habitat to flora and fauna. Can you imagine the pressure in Europe if all those killed in the last century were alive kicking and breeding? What we need is more old fashioned wars where huge quantities of troops were killed none of this spy in the sky stuff that gets rid of 6 people at a time. Its either that or the need for a good plague. Too many humans.

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