This is the introductory part of the diary:
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2006/5/12/231715/792This Is the Way It Ends: Attack on Iran May Be Imminent
by areophany
Fri May 12, 2006 at 08:17:14 PM PDT
Rawstory has reported that two US aircraft carriers are steaming toward the Persian Gulf to join the one already there. Unspecified military scuttlebutt, says the site, tells of a coming attack on Iran, as early as June of this year. Within seven weeks from today.
Maybe the reports will turn out to be incorrect. Or premature. Maybe we have a little longer before the world we know is gone.
I'm trying to be as detached as I can in my thinking, trying not to get caught up in despair and anxiety and fear. But I am afraid, afraid of where our country and the world are going, more so than I've ever been in my life. More than I was when everyone worried about the Red Menace launching a nuclear bolt from the blue. I go about my daily business and I just want to scream at people. Don't you realize that all of this is over?
Prelude
I'm a 38-year old man. I work in a dumb, pointless job in a nowhere town and I have no influence or special insight about what goes on in the world. Once upon a time, when I was younger and more ambitious, I was a graduate student specializing in US foreign policy at a big name university. In my spare time I worked for a few big name think tanks and government agencies, researching and consulting. I gave up that life after a while, because I couldn't handle the stress of life among the power elite. But somehow I never gave up the habit of following politics in America and events in the world America was trying so hard to shape. The greatest drama of our lives unfolding every day. The future turning into history, right before our eyes. How could you not want to watch it happen?
In all those years, the story has been a long descent into madness, gathering force and momentum like a storm. You could see things coming unraveled in the world at large, in our society and our system of government. There used to be a certain kind of stability to the old establishment and the world it made. There was the Cold War and the bland, cautious domestic politics that went along with it - except for that business in the Sixties. That time when it looked like the United States might finally become a progressive society at last, committed to living out the true meaning of its creed. But that all ended in blood and things went back to the muddling through that we all thought of as drama, as the playing out of great events. Hostages in Iran, the Reagan Revolution, Iran-Contra, the Berlin Wall coming down, the boy from Hope moving into the White House, the long boom of the Nineties, the Contract with America and the stain on the dress. We thought of it all as meaningful and momentous, a nation trying to find its way. We couldn't help but think so, really.
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Portents
I can't help but think that the reckoning for our country is finally almost here. Soon it won't be a dimly imagined nightmare. It will be real and we will all have to live in it. We will have to make our way in a world like the one most of humanity lives in every day. Where things have fallen apart and having even the basic necessities of life for the briefest of time is a miracle beyond price.
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Ever since the election of 2000, the life we've known in the land of the free has been unraveling, slowly devolving into the wretched, ramshackle misery that once happened to other countries but never to us. Things that would have seemed unimaginable just keep happening.
My God, how can we keep track of it all? A war of aggression in Iraq and a bloody occupation amidst secret and not-so-secret wars without end fought with stupidity unrivaled. KGB-style domestic spying operations. Torture and indefinite detention without charges. Graft and corruption on a gargantuan scale in government and business: looted pensions, hookers in the Watergate, elections manipulated, no-bid contracts and massive overcharging, it all runs together like muck. Laws written to funnel billions to drug companies, energy companies, credit card companies, how many more. The deliberate wrecking of national finances and the unbridled accumulation of public and private debt. A whole city drowned, its population condemned to exile so that the state will remain rock solid Republican. Partisan zealots installed throughout the court system and on the highest court of all. Orwellian legal doctrines allowing Presidential rule by limitless decree. A political party converted to a missionary organization for an apocalyptic blood cult of Rapture and ruin. Scientific research systematically squashed and distorted by End Times fanatics. The growing evidence ignored and mocked of a burning, flooding planet and a collapsing biosphere and the promise that our grandchildren will live in hell. And always the lies. An endless, vile, stinking cesspool of lies. And a media that dutifully transmits them, and a national opposition party run by cowards and hacks, that lets the lies go on and on and on and on and will do anything to stop it except fight. <emphasis added>
And now, very possibly within the next seven weeks, the extremists who run the government of the United States are planning, in defiance of all informed advice and political logic and rational judgment and moral sense and basic sanity, to launch a massive military offensive against the Islamic Republic of Iran. The onslaught might even, as Seymour Hersh reports, use nuclear weapons. Out there in the electronic noosphere you can find any number of sober, well argued essays on the disasters that will likely ensue after any such attack, nuclear or otherwise. The sober policy wonk writings foretell Iran unleashing its Shiite militias and its ground forces to slaughter American soldiers in Iraq. They tell of Iranian missiles and guerrillas striking Saudi oil fields and Persian Gulf shipping and Israeli cities. They tell of oil prices soaring to levels that will rip the global economy to pieces and bring sixty years of post-1945 American affluence to a crushing, agonizing halt. They tell of Iranian terrorists murdering people on American soil.
For more than five years, things that nobody imagined and never should have happened have kept on happening anyway. Can anyone doubt that the people responsible really are preparing to commit this one, supreme act of insanity? Can anyone doubt that the reckless, fearful little man in the Oval Office, driven by personal demons and the voice of a vengeful God to seek redemption in a cause larger than himself, fully intends to pursue the course he believes will secure his place in history and in the favor of heaven?