Showing posts with label war. Show all posts
Showing posts with label war. Show all posts

Monday, 21 December 2015

Social Acceptability List 2015


As Christmas approaches, we reflect on a bumper year in the world of social discourse. Here’s a little run down of the movers and shakers in this year’s Social Acceptability List, which is compiled by the Fallen in Public and its patchy memory and is about what politicians, newspapers and netizens went on about and how. What’s in? What’s out? What’s OK? What’s not? Read on to find out...

In today's edition... IT'S IN!  - War!
War never really goes away, but it’s back in a fresh new suit and on the rampage. Bush’s self-prophesising War on Terror is reaching its golden era, and the entire UN have come together to wage it. Everyone is against Deash – even other jihadi groups. That much is agreed on. After that it gets hazy. The USA, Turkey and France hate Assad, who hates them back. But both of them hate Daesh more. Assad’s friends, Russia and Iran, hate Turkey and the West, probably more than Daesh, but they’re trying to play nice. The Saudis want to destroy Assad because he’s the wrong type of Muslim. They’re ambiguous on Daesh and possibly have income streams going to them. But America really likes the Saudis, who can do no wrong in their eyes. The stateless Kurds are hated by Turkey for being separatists and by Assad for being effective fighters, and hence also Russia; but they are friends of the West, even though they occasionally kill them in friendly fire. Israel, that lightning rod of regional tension, is quietly hating everyone, and hoping they destroy each other.
It's like a Christmas dinner where that recently released paedo uncle has shown up unexpectedly, and everyone has different ideas about how to get him to leave.

Into this maelstrom the UK have proudly plodded, promising rather vacantly to play its part. When your justification for going to war becomes little more than an analogy of helping your friend when he falls in a puddle, you can pretty much guess that no one’s got a clue what’s going on. Cameron might see it has a part of his legacy – war worked for Thatcher, after all; but those isolated wars of the past are no more. Daesh have instilled such fear, and it’s been duly disseminated by a loyal media, so war is back, and don’t expect it to go anywhere.

Monday, 19 May 2014

WarAds




I've been enjoying the new army jobs ad. Slow motion machine guns, cool armoured vehicles, football. All with a hip urban beat. Reminded me a little of a South Park episode where Vietnam veterans reminisce on the ups and downs of combat in the jungle. "We had a badass rollercoaster but... all we wanted was a log ride,' says one forlorn veteran. 'We waited and we waited but they never built us one."  

The Army ad doesn't even mention rollercoasters, and it doesn't say what the pay rate or death rate is, and not much about post-traumatic disorder and the like. But the advert is selling a lifestyle, a macho cool that is sure to make the ladies go all weak. Surely it's worth the risk. Maybe some of 'our boys' don't even need log rides and footie. Sometimes people genuinely like killing people, which you can also do in the army. You can kill bad guys, and occasionally good guys. You can get so out of your head that you can't tell the difference anymore, or decide to take a few happy snaps next to a newly expired enemy. 

The incredibly posh Victorian hangover scientist J. B. S. Haldane remarked that he 'enjoyed the opportunity of killing people' during WW1. That's the kind of spirit we need for our troops! High on Medal of Honour and propaganda and ready to fire! But Haldane became a raving Marxist, which, perhaps the Army would frown upon.