Well, alrighty then—Cadet Bonespurs
proposed Tuesday that the United States take “a long-term ownership position”
of Gaza by sending US troops to clear out all the Palestinian residents of the
region (sending them to as-yet to-be-named countries permanently) and following
them with US companies (mostly ones with his name on them or in which he has a
financial stake) to develop all that beautiful beachfront property.
I have thoughts.
That he did this by way of welcoming
Israeli prime minister Benjamin Netanyahu is just cherce. I mean—don’t get me
wrong, Bibi would love nothing better than to hand off the ethnic cleansing of
Gaza to someone else; it saves him money and maybe gets about 2.2% of the
world’s opprobrium off his back. But I’m not really sure how happy he’d be to
have an outpost of the United States in his backyard, looking over his shoulder
and making strong suggestions on how he should run his little satrapy.
The notion that Gaza’s neighbors Egypt and
Jordan should take on 2.1 million displaced Palestinians because the Kleptocrat
is waving his willie is also interesting. There are literally generations of
Palestinians who’ve never been allowed out of the Jordanian refugee camps to
which they fled in 1948 because they’re considered alien and troublesome. Both
Jordan and Egypt have been quite clear over the decades that they do not
welcome Palestinians. At all. I do not know how much money we’d have to throw
at them to get them to appear to change their minds about this, but I don’t
think we have enough.
In fact, I’d be interested in Bonespurs’
brain burps on where he expects to find the “good, fresh, beautiful piece of
land” for the displaced millions. Rwanda, perhaps? Madagascar, maybe? Possibly
he’ll annex all of Cuba and move them there. As for finding the “some people to
put up the money to build it and make it nice and make it habitable and
enjoyable”…yeah, okay: I can see Peter Thiel, Eric Prince and some others
sniffing out some very profitable contracts coming down the pike. After they’ve
finished building out and managing the concentration
camp in Guantánamo Bay (you know that’s going
to be a for-profit prison, right?).
Dunno yet how the apocalypse-loving
evangelicals are reacting to this. On the one hand, Bonespurs is talking about
turning the conflict that’s meant to usher in the End Times into luxury resorts
and high-end time shares (neither of which they can afford, unless they're "pastors" of megachurches). That’s not Written in the Book, I don’t think. On the
other, Mini Moses Johnson and his co-religionists have had some kind of chip
implanted in the space where normal people would have a cerebellum, which
prevents them from saying anything critical about their God-sent messiah. So
it’s a paradox.
Evidently all the talk on the campaign trail about keeping US troops out of foreign wars was just so much bullshit. Go figure.
And all you American supporters of
Palestine, who didn’t think Kamala Harris would do enough to help your brothers
and sisters, so you voted R, or third party or not at all: welcome to find out.
I hope you’re happy with your choice.
The rest of you: don't let this shite distract you from the 24x7 fuckery going on in federal agencies by the World's Richest Ketamine Freak and his muskrats. He's playing kid in a ketamine shop with our data from Treasury, and is moving on to "fix" the aviation system. Nothing scary about that, eh?
Well, anyhow—it’s Friday, so in honor of
all that new beachfront development, let’s have something truly classy for the
first president to use the bully pulpit to hawk his cheap-ass schlock merch.
Has to be Frankie and Annette singing “Beach Blanket Bingo”.
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