According to Glenn, Trump just did it again.

Cutting Off the Head of the Snake
Or maybe the Gordian Knot

November 4, 1979 — almost 47 years ago — Iran seized the American embassy in Tehran and held its staff hostage. Ever since then, American presidents have struggled with what to do.

Jimmy Carter temporized for many months, even as ABC’s newly created Nightline — a nighttime news show created specially to cover the hostage crisis — opened every night with “America held hostage, day XXX.” His wife, First Lady Rosalynn Carter, finally prodded him to do something. The “something” turned out to be a shambolic rescue mission that ended in disaster.

President Reagan intimidated the mullahs a bit, but never seriously retaliated for the Beirut barracks bombing that killed over 200 Marines along with over a score of other service personnel. George H.W. Bush invaded Iraq but left the mullahs largely alone. Bill Clinton did nothing of substance. George W. Bush had a chance to bring the Iranians to heel after the conquest of Iraq, but inexplicably failed to press his advantage. Barack Obama was, basically, complicit in their nuclear program, to the point of famously sending them pallets of cash totaling over a billion dollars.

President Trump, on the other hand, killed General Soleimani and told other Iranian leaders that they could be next. And now they are next.

So what have we learned, and what’s likely to happen in the future?

Well, for one thing, we’ve learned that there is no atrocity so abominable, no adversary so bloodyminded and vicious, no act of war so blatant and brazen that the shitlib Left won’t leap in all a-frothing to scold the US about daring to react in any fashion more bellicose than rolling over, showing our (yellow) bellies, and pissing all over ourselves as we whimper piteously for mercy.

Additionally, we’ve learned that every attack launched by us Ugly Amerikkkan H8888rrzzs© in response to provocation, however dire, shall be decried as “unprovoked,” “disproportionate,” “dangerous,” and/or “destabilizing.”

In sum, then, we’ve learned that:

• Amerikkka, come Hell or high water, is always and forever wrong
• Amerikkka will always and forever be the bad guy, deserving of all blame no matter what; ie, we are the big, scary monster underneath every kid’s bed
• The US should never be thought of as “the world’s policeman,” “the world’s breadbasket,” or “the defender of the Free World,” but rather as “the world’s whipping boy”
• Likewise, the US is to be presumed guilty no matter what, in all situations and contexts
• Words like “genocide,” “apartheid,” “greed,” and “oppressive” apply strictly and exclusively to the US alone, no one else

There. Not by any means comprehensive, mind, but enough to be going on with just the same. Taken for all in all, an addendum to Mike’s Iron Law #1,246 has been deemed necessary. “What’s likely to happen in the future?” More of the same, alas, for just as long as Real American Normals remain content to put up with this tired shit, and not a moment longer.

As time marches ever on, it begins to look as if it will take exterminating no fewer than half to two-thirds of them before the rest of the sewer rats get the message and back the fuck off, so emboldened have we allowed them to become.

Update! Too bad, so sad.

Cry me a river, Muzzrat swine. Happily, by assuming room temperature Khamenei has now become a good Ayatollah.

Updated update! France could use more Trump and a lot less Macron.

Cheese-Eating Surrender Monkeys Come Out for the Islamic Republic of Iran
After the U.S./Israeli strikes on the Islamic Republic of Iran began early Saturday morning, the far-left government of Canada offered tepid support for the strikes, while the government of Saudi Arabia, indignant after an Iranian strike against a U.S. base inside the kingdom, said that it would join in on striking Iran. So far, so good.

Emmanuel Macron’s France, however, had a markedly different reaction. Several hours after the strikes began, Macron wrote:

The outbreak of war between the United States, Israel, and Iran carries grave consequences for international peace and security.

Notice that he says nothing whatsoever about the yearning of the Iranian people for freedom after suffering 47 years of the Islamic regime’s bloodthirsty repression.

In this decisive moment, all measures are being taken to ensure the security of the national territory and that of our compatriots, as well as our interests in the Middle East.

France also stands ready to deploy the necessary resources to protect its closest partners at their request.

The ongoing escalation is dangerous for all. It must stop. The Iranian regime must understand that it no longer has any option but to engage in good-faith negotiations to end its nuclear and ballistic programs, as well as its actions of regional destabilization. This is absolutely essential to the security of all in the Middle East.

Macron here assumes that the Iranian Islamic regime will remain in power.

That’s because if it were up to his weak ass, it would—forever and ever, amen.

Nevertheless, he plows on:

The Iranian people must also be able to build their future freely. The massacres perpetrated by the Islamic regime disqualify it and require that the voice be given back to the people. The sooner, the better.

This is inconsistent, as he just called upon the Iranian regime to “engage in good-faith negotiations.” Now he says that it has been disqualified, and that he wants the Iranian people to have a voice. Great, but how does he envision their getting that voice, if he thinks that “the ongoing escalation is dangerous for all” and “must stop”? Macron offers no way forward. He is clearly just hoping that whichever side wins will think he was supporting it all along.

Well, of course he is. He’s the pluperfect ProPol: all things to all people at all times, no matter what. He talks a lot, but says nothing of any real import. When the final bell sounds, he’ll step up to the podium, beam a gleaming, toothy smile into the camera lenses, make a rousing little speech extolling his myriad virtues—foresightedness, courage, unswerving dedication to principle, plainspoken integrity, and so forth, none of which he possesses to any noticeable degree—shake the important hands, and then move on to the next Media Availability.

Overcome with disgust, Spencer spits:

None of this can be made to make sense. It is just the dissembling of a politician who wants to appear strong when he is weak, decisive when he cannot make up his mind, and on the side of his Western allies while not alienating his friends and business partners in Tehran.

Oh, it makes sense all right. It stinks to high Heaven; it’s self-serving as all Hell, sure. It’s despicable, certainly, and says nothing whatever complimentary about the people of France, that they would countenance such an obvious bargain-basement s’faccim as the “leader” of their once-proud Republic. But what it also happens to be is perfectly typical of his foul ilk.

As my biker friends used to say, Macron is so low he’d crawl over his dead sister to fuck his own mother. Which, y’know, is pretty dadgum low if you ask me.