How to have Peace in the Middle East. in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.

Nuke it. Nuke it all.

Yeah, that won’t work. Odds are, there will be outlying factions that will want the charred, barren lands.

(I believe it was an olde friend of mine which proposed this.)

There’s actually a solution which is far worse. A full frontal invasion of every asshole’s front door. Kill every asshole.

As, there are a lot of assholes subjugating women in Afghanistan and other countries.

Oil. It’s about oil. Sigh, known this my whole life.

Ah, but what do we do after we assassinate all these assholes? Not something we want: NATION-BUILDING!

Murica: Don’t. Just don’t.

Because… horrible things are going to happen, and we just can’t save everyone. America can’t be world police - nobody should be World Police. After all, what if Norway decided to be World Police? Enforcing their values on others?

Murica fashions itself good, but it indeed gets a LOT of shit wrong.

Do you want Canada making hockey the sport everybody plays? I like hockey, and I don’t think that should be a thing.

The Prime Directive. Heads-up, Trekkies.

There’s a planet blargh that rapes planet blepgh on a regular basis. Interfering would mean long-scale consequences. Can Starfleet be the galactic police?

No.

The Prime Directive is meant to protect us from ourselves.

(Kirk gets away with it because he doesn’t fuck up too much.)

Eh. Stay in your lane? Leave people alone? Yes.

There are going to be horrible things that happen to others, and it sucks. It’s awful. And I wish I could save every kitten in the world, but I can’t.

It’s like… don’t push too far unless you are willing to get your hands dirty.

Nobody is pure.