The title of a book by James Barr whose other work is 'A line in the Sand:
Britain, France and the Struggle for the Middle East.' The story of modern
Iraq is very much a biography of Lawrence of Arabia, the firebrand who fought
the Turks for three years and then, with Churchill, shaped the borders of the
post-Ottoman lands. Lawrence wanted two states to emerge: a tribal Sunni
north and an urbanized Shia south. Imperial Oil won the day, a single nation
that encompassed Mosul/Basra emerged, with close links to Kuwait and Dahran.
Feisal was transported from Medina and installed in Baghdad, an alien king.
Kinahan Cornwallis, a colleague of Lawrence, made this prediction for the ill
fated land in a post-British era: they will fly at each other's throats until
someone strong enough to dominate the country emerges, or we step in and
intervene. So here we are, in a jungle where the only winners will be the
outfits that profit from the prostitution of armaments: notice the spiffy tanks
and armoured carriers used by ISIS. Mosul rightfully belongs to the Kurds,
something the Turks want to foil. And Russia will block the ongoing Turkish
invasion of Aleppo. We now know that the hooker Trump's agent collected
twelve million from Russia. Based on his own words, we can expect him to
offer Putin a free hand to operate any place and any way the felon chooses to
venture. I bet Don returns to the brothels, election night, permanently. If
I lose, don't expect me to cough up: I have a Goanet precedent to follow.
Merv/Gabe will remember.