Tuesday, November 23, 2010

An Island All My Own

In this alternate storyline about real life, I feel like China is expressing its feeling of being boxed in by the rest of the world through the aggressive behaviour of its puppet empire, the DPRK.

I prefer gentle humour but I can be cruel at times.  It's that smugness showing through a lot lately, knowing more than I think I should know about what's going to happen next.

It would be easy to use the death of a few South Koreans to pit humanity against itself again.  Our species has shown the willingness to go to global war for lesser reasons.

Look at how dark North Korea has appeared.

Is Ireland far behind?

There is a war already taking place.  Hillary knows what I'm talking about.  She knows when to back off and let the tide of war wash over the land.

Makes me want to visit Germany and understand more about the background of Der Hetzer, Joseph Goebbels, and the exhibit on Hitler.

History is history, if not historic.

A drop of dew.  A drop of sap.  A solid piece of amber.

Das ist richtig!

Was ist das?

To tell a true story, one must sometimes take us through the dark forest of history to better demonstrate where the future of the tale may take us.

Now that I own Ireland (by extension, of course, through this story), I have a whole culture's history with which to play.  Global anthropological monopolising, one country at a time.

In theory, to reduce the value of foreign ownership of your treasury, you reduce your government down to a minimal size, declare your government bankrupt and make the foreign owners poor once again.

I'm going to practice with Ireland to see if that theory'll work and then apply it to other countries of greater strategic interest.

I'm sorry, my South Korean friends and colleagues, but the DPRK is not worth bothering with.  Economic war is much more fun to me right now.

Thanks to Neosha, Dallas and Starr at Honeybaked Ham along with the Hsv PD officer standing duty over the free samples of smoked turkey.

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