I haven’t written about the war that broke out between Israel and Lebanon this weekend because I don’t know what to say.
I feel like I did in the months after 9/11: tracking all the wheels-within-wheels, trying to understand who stands the most to gain from which actions, whose decisions may backfire, which groups will break from their traditional responses.
As you can guess, I’m paralyzed. All I can do is hope for the safety of my family and friends (including my buddy Mitch, who’s reporting from Beirut), and for a quick, decisive end to hostilities.
I don’t think that’s going to happen, but the status quo hasn’t been around for years.
With all the heaviness out of the way, I offer you proof that I’m still a retard who goes for cheap laughs.
