AS I WAS SAYING….(Found in the Connection: Rattling Loose End #147)

Well, it was just the other day that I was referencing the rottenness at the core of the French Empire that precipitated its fall.

Now this, from the Navy Times:

When Fort walked into the trash-strewn CIC in the wake of the disaster, he was hit with the acrid smell of urine. He saw kettlebells on the floor and bottles filled with pee. Some radar controls didn’t work and he soon discovered crew members who didn’t know how to use them anyway.

The U.S. Navy is our Empire’s Maginot Line, the defense system the French built to insure there would never be another attack from the east that brought the Germans as close to Paris as they had come in the Great War.

The Maginot Line was deemed invincible, like the U.S. Navy today.

The state of the French Aristocracy, the equivalent of our D.C. Swamp (at which the Pentagon sits in the geographic and psychological center) can be viewed in the pre-war films of Jean Renoir, especially The Rules of the Game, though one could see Le Marseillaise, set in the French Revolution, as a warning masked by historical costume.

Then as now, the Swamp decides.

When soldiers, sailors and marines are set to the task of doing anything other than guarding their homeland or taking and holding ground from a well-defined enemy, the scenes described aboard The Fitzgerald become, as the French would say, de rigueur.

This will be worth remembering when our ships are being sunk by enemies rather than accidents.

Hey, Clarence Jr., Alohe, James, Dennis, Keni. Tell ’em how it was supposed to be….

Hey Eddie. Tell ’em how it is:


My public education math skills would be seriously challenged if I attempted to count how many of the people I follow on Social Media went ballistic over the “children separated at the border” story. Many of them reported being unable to eat/sleep/go to work/etc., over the sickness and despair they experienced at the idea–evidently new to them–that the US/Mexico border is, like any contested border in the History of Man, a hellishly tough place, rife with the kind of evil which does not go away because you feel bad for a month or because you convince people to stop fighting it.

I set down some of my thoughts about that phenomenon here.

Then I waited for the other shoe to drop. Which it now has.

Good thing she wasn’t separated at the border. That would have been horrible.

Since all those people I follow maintained an admirably disciplined silence as the “children in cages” photos turned out to be from the Obama years, and the “horrific” Time cover featuring a small child who had been “ripped from her mother’s arms” turned out to be a complete fabrication (which was later reported as an error but not retracted, because it spoke to a Higher Truth), I assume they will remain silent now.

And they will lose no sleep over the rape victims and worse–known and unknown–whose lives their hysteria has wrecked.

It’s called human nature, folks. And it never changes.

Here’s to the people who have to deal with real problems….every hour of every day:

UPDATE: Just want to be clear, vis-a-vis Neal U’s link and comment, that my response was to what I saw on the Social Media accounts I follow….Didn’t mean to imply the problems at the border aren’t real. Just that they are complicated….and not likely to be solved by making stuff up in pursuit of what Time called a Higher Truth.