And then there was Theresa May entering a sycophantic alliance with Donald Trump, which also snares nouveau Blairite populist Macron, to bomb Syria before having public proof of a nerve gas attack by Assad on Douma, without UN sanction, without UK parliamentary debate and a vote, and on dubious legal grounds... So, as well as frantically folding cranes in the encroaching shadow of World War III, I've been helping organise public protest in Aberystwyth. Here we go again, not siding with genocidal dictators like Assad (see Saddam Hussein) but campaigning for a political response that is not the short-sight (sic) eye-for-an-eye politics that blinds the world to moving beyond violence, macho-posturing and killing.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together
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