Most are not familiar with the battle of Agincourt, and the vast majority of those who recognize the name link it to Shakespeare’s play, Henry V and the Saint Crispin’s Day speech:

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

Great piece of psy-ops, that speech, and it has been perverted by a host of people since it was written. Every time you need people to do something incredibly stupid that will probably end in their death, haul out Saint Crispin’s Day.

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I’ve mentioned before that from time to time over the last four decades I’ve had various Muslims making attempts to kill me. It gets really tiresome; I would really like it end.

In addition to the various and sundry “terrorists” generated by the situation in Palestine who attempted to plant bombs where I slept, the Shrubbery’s newest, best friend ever, Muammar al-Gaddafi, use to send his aircraft out to shoot me down as flew by in an unarmed, marked US aircraft.

This gets to be a real drag, okay? You want to see it end at some point.

It is not going to end when people deny reality.

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EDB at Anecdotes from a Banana Republic is waiting for the cease fire to take effect: Countdown

They drop lots of pamphlets and flyers from the sky, but never customer satisfaction forms. “On a scale from 1 to 10, how would you rate the value/futility/sleep deprivation/cunningness/brutality of our latest bombing raid? What is your opinion of the price to quality ratio, in human and financial terms? When dining on shrapnel and cluster bombs, how can we improve the experience for you? Thanks for your time. Please leave us your name and address so we can memorize the coordinates and serve you better in the future. We are an equal opportunity bomber. Signed: The State of Israel”. The signing off as “The State of Israel” is very telling— it’s the you-don’t-recognize-us fixation, as if non-recognition entails not believing rather than not accepting. Here’s the empiric proof that we exist, motherfuckers. Bang, bang, boom.

Earlier she noted:

The war cost Israel an estimated $5.5 billion. The Lebanese government estimates infrastructure damage at $2.5 billion. Smart weapons indeed; those are some overpriced bombs that don’t even inflict their money’s worth in damage. And most of that damage was to civilian housing.

Snark is a way of coping.