What with her husband Philip working at Capital Group there was a wager May would bottle it and refer to her tried and tested 'strong and stable' mantra when it comes to making quick-fire decisions. Over several shots of Tequila she went to bed with Trump and Macron and the rest is history so we say. But it was quite obvious the UK needed to bomb some sheep huts in Syria to prove the UK means business, not that complicated now is it. We couldn't just accept Assad's poisoned gas attacks any longer, thus wiping out this evil dictator's chemical arsenal in one night of passion - ye-p, 'mission accomplished.'
Inevitably questions needed answering and as we reside in a 'democracy' May was forced to relay intelligence and her reasoning for her night of passion with Trump and Macron. Eager to press the red button Theresa's eyes were like wide as saucers in anticipation, Y'see Corbyn couldn't get into bed with Trump and Macron his morales would get in the way of such a threesome he'll ask too many questions like: "how many partners have had Trump, I've heard about some Stormy rumours." In comparison, the filthy dalliance was right up May's alley, being a hooked nose fascist she's use to grabbing the proverbial bollocks and towing the hard line, 'Windrush' a casing factor while at the Home Office. Immitating a daddy-long legs on the razzle, May gleefully bounced into the House of Commons all in white in high heels exemplifying a dirty whore trying to be all pure and innocent. Lippy on, cheap costume necklace adjusted, turned up scowl ready on standby, she was a teenager ready for a dressing down from her parents. If you're a Tory and prefer living in a phantasmagorical reality when bombing chemical plants miraculously turn into doves and ascend up and rotate around a yellow blob in the sky, it's probably best not to read on... enjoy the infantile paradox you commit yourself too.
Indeed, the Tories can only do so many drone strikes in Syria against an enemy namely Daesh, also known as the so-called Islamic State. Henceforth to confuse matters still and to prolong the Syrian crisis May, Trump and Macron haplessy changed sides, via candidly sending off missiles to so-called chemical plants; in layman terms this act alone is decidedly risky and I can only imagine the concern the three world leaders had while playing with red buttons in a five star hotel room. Macron's wife got very suspicious and texted only ninety times, while Trump's wife popped in with 'Harvey Wallbanger Cocktails.' May shrieked with joy: "Oh how apt, you think of everything Don." --- "Well, I AIM to please.... my missiles are coming ‘fast and smart.’ " said Don; how the three laughed. Instead of banging walls it was agreed that the missile strikes were merely targeting sheep dip tanks because it'll be very dangerous to send in missiles to destroy chemical plants, it'll contaminate the whole area and Robert Fisk the infamous award winning journalist was in that region and dare I say it women and children too. By idiotically eliminating chemical production plants this'll make the region inhabitable, Salisbury is a lesson to be learn't duly of the nerve agent in liquid form has contaminated everything in its path and that was done simply through a father and daughter leisurely ambling about before descending on a bench in a hallucinogenic mess. Just imagine the human cost if the chemical plants were bombed to smithereens. Why bombing sheep dip tankers was indeed for humanitarian reasons, and rightly so.
For Robert Fisk who is a veteran journalist, in his early seventies residing close to Douma, I bet he was thankful he didn't have to out-maneouvre missile strikes; albeit, it left the gent with a bewildering headache, for once.... he was uncertain how to write his Syrian report immediately after the 'chemical plant missile strikes.' At best, Douma is an unearthily site without destroying sheep dip tankers; actually the place smelt of sheep dip, the air was hardly chemically laced and lethal, unlike Salisbury. The sky was blue and not chemically crimson, and what made the visit to Douma particularly jovial was Fisk's descriptive prose of meeting a friendly General Practitioner who appeared from behind a block of concrete to inform the veteran war correspondent that the 'gas' videotape that hit the West propaganda-media-waves indeed was authentic, the problem quickly unravelled that there was an ambiguous timeframe this is what war does, an attack of every kind manifests as one, why the logo on the top left of the 'gas' video is the only sign of age --- there's no digital timer, odd if your documenting a historic catastrophe because the date is paramount. Everyone knows the significance of the date 9/11, or 7/7; thus, not specifically the year. Dates are synomynous with poignant events, i.e. a gas attack; especially if the purpose of the digital documentation was political and as we reside in a democracy our elected representatives would be able to scrutinised the video-evidence. We're use to it, the annual Bin Laden videotape caused rather a stir in the West a decade ago calling out for Isamic uprises against the Western infidels - meh, fun times playing with video footage seems long gone. Now it's not new and juicy digital media that raises our hackles but archaic and capricious footage.
Misinterpretation clouds good judgement, why we require trust in our commentators in war torn regions --- I tend to be avidly more forgiving when say pious metaphors are misinterpreted; however war differs... when a missile hits, you can bet a missile hits - when a chemical attack hits, a chemical attack hits, there's no fabrication, you cannot hide the truth in war, debris cannot lie. What was established was the same Syrian doctor announced women and children were overcome by oxygen starvation not a nerve agent. Y'see they hid in the old tunnels and basements during a military bombardment and due to bad luck got caught up in a dust storm. Another version of event (s) or yet another tragic war story? Again the video cannot be correctly verified as there's daily attacks in a war zone lasting over seven years, enough time for the rebels to mutate and rebrand, in the near future you'll hear of the Jaish el-Islam - another anti-Assad death cult currently parading the town of Douma, and exacts the odious ideology of Daesh. In retrospect, to liberate towns like Douma from Jaish el-Islam, surely chemical attacks displacing the terrorists away from private homes which they shamefully occupy by force is an option if you're Assad wanting control - especially decent weaponry from our home-grown chemical plant close to Salisbury at Porton Down - owned by the Ministry of Defence. There's a distinct lack of trust and comprehension about Syria, to again engage in proxy war games, even bombing sheep dip tankers to fulfil political posturing you do so at your peril. Once the truth is out in regards to the chemical weaponry and distributors the inquest will start all over again, devised to take five years no different to 'The Chilcott Report'. One thing for certain is the UK is in no position to attack a sovereign state without democratic process in parliament May is not a President either like Trump and Macron which gifts you military powers, she hasn't a majority --- why Corbyn is correct to question legality.
To turn the heat up somewhat, the Organisation for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons (OPCW) still are in lockdown and unable to get to the site of the 'gas attack' --- this is the same organisation unable to fathom the Salisbury nerve agent chemical components. It's a horrendous facade, you'd of thought their bureacracy arm had the capacity to equip the OPCW team with relevant documents from the United Nations. Meanwhile Fisk casually explored the lengthily tunnels under Douma in no more than a rolled up sleaved shirt, not a white coat or gas mask insight ---- gas, what gas?
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