I think the Syrian fiasco has gone on too long
You don’t know what is happening. You are not there.
Really. Injured and dead children? You couldn’t think of a more humane way to propose intervention?
You signed off on it.
I did not say be part of an intractable civil war that never ends. What is the point of the military if you won’t do things properly? It’s like looking at a bloody wounded bull. It is just carnage.
Quite.
Piss off.
What the hell going on? Why won’t you tell us what is at stake?
That is the point of intelligence. You shouldn’t know.
Rubbish. If you can’t convince someone of something you are up to absolutely no good. What’s the big secret?
I cannot tell you.
It is looking pretty grim this end. You have got half the dispossessed lining up in make-up shanty towns, the Middle Eastern leaders blame each other and Rome continues to expand the empire. I can’t see how you can win hearts and minds. Political legitimacy rests on it.
Fear works.
Oh we know you have an electronic clacker monitoring all our movements so you can beat us into submission. Sing song voice ‘You have to be careful about what you say online.’ Oh my fat arse. Twitter is a drunken conversation at the pub. Naturally, we cannot know your movements. Unfuckingbelievable.
I don’t know why you are worried. It’s not like you are getting bombed, Sweetie.
Fuck off. Absolutely appalling. If all this is is just a Crusade of Christendom, Jesus Christ
They know more than you.
Oh that would be a relief while burying a body.
It is all relative.
Bullshit. Misery is misery is misery you gigantic gangrenous glorified GI goon spittoon. What because they live in the fucking Middle East?
If you fall into honey traps
I’m a walking talking political porcupine for fucks sake!
I don’t know. Maybe you should talk to the British.
That’s a really good idea. Re-read Lawrence? The English Patient? So relevant
Well, if you went to Brussels
The only thing that would help me is sitting in on a cabinet meeting with the Foreign Secretary. Or getting laid
Looks away
Where are you off to?
Cultivate the clitoris. Rejuvenate the vag. You’re going to love it.
Possibly.
she leaves
quietly foster the people.