Chickens in the Christmas Spirit
First, we see that Zoar's own layers, our beautiful Buff Orpingtons, have decorated for the season. It's good to see them carrying on despite losing one of their own to the Dread Fox.
Scrooge Trump Wants to Kill Terrorists' Families
Next, since Mark Shea has quit his blog, the Bear shall take up the slack. SCB patron and regular commenter Michael Dowd (a man whose amazing credentials do honor to SCB) inspired the Bear to watch the GOP debate. The Bear usually doesn't do politics here. Things are depressing enough in the Church. But it came up during the debate that Trump had said he would kill terrorists' families. The Bear guffawed, and waited for The Hair to dispatch that canard. Except he didn't. His reply was, "What they get to kill us and we can't kill them?"
Oh, dear. The Bear is going to go full Mark Shea and take a brave stand against reprisal killing of innocent women and children.
Now, the Bear doubts Trump is serious, and even if he were, he would have to significantly reconfigure this country before he could carry out his threat. But while the Bear appreciates his moving the debate in the right directions, he doesn't want a President who would even float such an idea. (Or one that did not have a clue what the "nuclear triad" is.)
Again, channeling Mark Shea, The Bear is extremely uncomfortable with the GOP's obsession with "regime change." (Note to Ted Cruz: "carpet bombing" went out with WWII. We have precision guided munitions now. No need to thank the Bear.) The more we get rid of Middle Eastern leaders we don't like, the more the crazies fill the vacuum.
You would think we would eventually learn that lesson, but apparently not. Most of them tried to out-do each other on Gulf War III.
They can go it without the Bear Clan this time. Besides it's going to take more than one term to build our military back up and regain any sort of credibility in the world after the joke our president and his clowns have turned us into. (Two terms! One, maybe, but two? Bears just don't get humans.)
We can't change the Middle East. Or, more precisely, we are unwilling to do what it would take to change the Middle East. The best policy is to keep the Middle East and all it's works in the Middle East and not in the West.
Except for oil, of course.
And finally, how about thinking outside of the box and not automatically being a tough guy who's going to "punch Russia in the nose?" (Another irresponsible comment from the GOP debate.) Russia's support of the World's Most Evil Optometrist, Assad, is the right policy if you want to create a firebreak against ISIS. We are supporting the "Good Muslims" (al Qaeda allies) who will bring peace, love and unicorns to Syria if only we can get rid of Assad. Ah, the Bear loves the smell of Arab Spring in the morning. It smells like... dead unicorns.
It's the Crimean War all over again.
Now we must put aside trivial matters such as politics and address the biggest problem facing the West. Something called "NWA" was admitted to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. The Bear has never heard of them, but understands they are a "rap" group. Do you want to know what did not get in?
Yes! No! The great synth-heavy prog rock band with magical, incomprehensible lyrics sung in Jon Anderson's unforgettable alto tenor was locked out of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Especially since Chris Squire died this year, you would think Yes would have gotten some respect.
Their album 90125 was one of the small collection of CDs the Bear had for his Discman when deployed in the First Gulf War. It was great to put the ear buds in and shut out the whole world, to be back in the West. What the Bear learned was that listening to music to take him back home meant that the same music would later take him back there.
Flashback: Lesbian Mutiny
Not that the Bear had any particularly heroic or dangerous duties during that war. He believes he has already recounted his improbable role in the Great Lesbian Mutiny aboard the mighty U.S.S. Samuel Gompers a.k.a. "The Love Boat" due to the fact that it had a mixed-sex crew. Quite unforeseeably, many of the female crew members became pregnant. Not that that mattered to the Bear's clients. Our side lost upon discovery of an incriminating letter that was, ah, rather explicit.
Oh, how many times has brute evidence ruined a beautiful case for the Bear!
The Bear recalls a brief conversation with the captain. A change of command was coming up and the outgoing captain was most concerned that he rid his ship of lesbians before turning her over to the new skipper. (At least they weren't the ones getting pregnant.) It was quite surreal, as was everything about that war.
Sadly this piece of the Bear's history was sunk in 2003 as part of an exercise. It took 16 Harpoon missiles to do the dismal work. The Bear remembers it at the pier in Manama, Bahrain, dominating the scene like a floating factory. The coalition ships -- British, German, Italian, and Japanese -- looked like toys. Rather touchingly, a Kuwaiti ship of some sort lay aside the pier, too. Like they appreciate it now.
|Huge slab-sided factory on the outside,|
hotbed of illicit liaisons on the inside.
Anyway, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is unmasked as another failed and subverted Western institution, even if Cheap Trick did get in.
The Grand Finale
Ladies and gentleman, and children of all ages! In the center ring, St. Corbinian's Bear Circus is proud to present, by excluuuusive permission of His Majesty Car-uhl the Fourteenth, Gustaf, King of Sweeeeden, the sensation of Stockholm, The Singing Goats of Sweden!
Merry Christmas, dear readers, and God bless us one and all!