A Times of London writer, Stephen Pollard, lets it rip today in words that certainly echo for me:
In all my 38 years, I have never before felt such a sense of personal shock. I am shocked that so many of my friends would rather a brutal dictator remained in power – for that would be the direct consequence if their views won out – than support military action by the United States. I am ashamed that they would rather believe the words of President Saddam Hussein than those of their own Prime Minister. I am nauseated that they would rather give succour to evil than think through the implications of their gut feelings. It is a shocking experience to realise that your friends are either mindless, deluded or malevolent.
He doesn’t mince words, does he? And yet he’s right. He’s particularly good on the self-righteousness of the masses in London on Saturday, and their facile, asinine support for “peace”:
I have tried to point out that saying you are in favour of ‘peace’ is meaningless. Which sane person is not? The question is: peace on whose, and what, terms? If it is peace on the terms of brutal dictators, secured by allowing them to build up whatever weapons arsenals they wish, then that is not peace. It is suicide.
Read the whole thing.
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