No One Thinks the Unthinkable
Except that they do
The pestilent Putin days ago made the threat of Nuclear War part of the equation because of Ukraine and the worldwide heart beating for this valiant Democracy that came alive overnight when Russian tanks rolled across their border.
It is something I grew up with that has seemed to disappear in a thirty-year-old rear-view mirror. From my teens through my twenties and four years in the military it was just the background noise in our consciousness.
This afternoon I read a scenario on Quora that you can read here. There are others popping around our internet—amid the horror of everyday now in Ukraine. We have missiles poised to do this; they have missiles poised to do this. As I write this all I really think about is how much I want to hug my children. One country attacking another is nothing new, setting off a planetary environmental holocaust—has not happened. I wrote a poem about this three decades or so ago:
Why the Cold War was Cold
“It is,” he said After a long story About how he worked In missile silos, For three Years while In the Air Force, “The first time in history the Ruling Class has had to worry About starting a war.”
We’ve put the pinch on Putin’s Oligarchs, made them skedaddle their yachts to safe harbors, stopped their banks, and made the mighty US dollar scarce in the former USSR. Yes, they are no better than mob bosses that have looted the Russian people’s treasury. Now Putin is looting Russian mothers from the love of their sons as the righteously angry Ukrainians are taking their lives—in numbers he did not count on. He’s sending firebombs the size of city blocks to counter this. These firestorms will suck out the life of every human nearby.
So, it must be asked what about our Oligarchs? We have a number that have in the form of unbridled wealth put pressure on all of us. Amazon and Walmart have changed retail America to a landscape no one dreamed of 40 years ago. We despite our convenience are a lessor place because of it. The communities with retail stores that build memories and made jobs are not there so much. Independent bookstores hang around in fewer numbers by sheer tenaciousness. The giant energy corporations and phone companies suck a usurious amount of profit out of every American home. No one suggests putting the pinch on them in any meaningful way. They really may be little better than the Russian Oligarchs and little better than mob bosses who have looted the American people’s treasury.
We are in a dissembled state as humanity, the ruling class has not worried enough about starting a war—there is one in our midst. I want to hug my children—they are too far away to do so tonight. There are Ukranian men right now that want to hug their children and cannot. Some of them, as they prepare for battle, will never do so again.