One More Time (or back at the nursery)

Here’s a quote which has been circulating of late, perhaps because of its applicability to the far (gone) left: Albert Einstein once said, "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

We were at the nursery the other day discussing BO’s pavlovian response to appease - predicted by us during the primaries and now, to all but the willfully blind, made famous by the actor himself. Our nurseryman friend informed us that history and lessons we maintained were tried and true, were/are irrelevant and meaningless. All people are reasonable and humane he noted so it was best to sit down and talk with terrorists, specifically the Iranian flavor, and work things out.

"Hey," he finished, "if that doesn’t work let’s blow ‘em all to hell." (Whoa! Now shame on the little prevaricator.)

It is unfortunate that our friend and most like him did not have the advantage of standing in the crowd at the Heston Aerodrome when Neville Chamberlain waved his famous "piece of paper" signed by Adolf. That might have done it and saved all of us a lot of trouble. But since 1) these types dismiss history, especially American history as passe and irrelevant, and since 2) public schools fail at their duty, the nursery staff never caught on.

But then neither did BO. Having to learn these lessons over and over again in the classroom of foreign affairs - all that wasted time - has severely corroded US security. This is especially true regarding Iran where most know what to do and are willing to do it. Only BO’s obsequiousness stands in the way.

Appeasement delays hard decisions and emboldens thugs, making it all the tougher when the will is finally gathered. We all know that. Thugs don’t respect warmth and kindness, or outreach (nor do they respect a president who kicks his own allies in the teeth by the way); they only respect power.

The nursery staff and their president would rather try once again to walk on water, expecting this time not to get wet.

Robert Craven