Red Storm Rising
The USA is determined to build an anti-ballistic missile system in Poland. Russian defence spending is doubling every year. The British government is trying to extradite a "former" member of the Committee for State Security over the assassination of a Russian dissident in London. Vladimir Putin has told the Russian people not to listen to Western lies about how bad Stalin was. The G8 is "gravely" concerned about the state of democracy in Russia. Russia is using arms exports and energy embargoes to kick the West in the nuts at every opportunity. Francis Fukuyama's End of History is looking increasingly like a tea break, and I am looking for my winter jacket to ward off the first chills of the returning Cold War. The Big Bad Bear is, if not quite back on its feet, definitely emitting irate growls from the back of its cave. The bad old days of East-West confrontation, that we thought had ended for ever in 1990, might just be making a comeback.
And I love it.
Why, you ask. Why am I ecstatic at the thought of a return to that military-political knife-edge that terrified us all for 45 years? Well, it's really quite simple.
When NATO declares that a resurgent Russia is once more the #1 threat, and Russia announces that the evil West is again bent on trying to rob the Motherland, then the game goes back to big boys' rules.
When the ICBMs get reactivated and retargeted, and the Challengers and T-90s and Typhoons and Flankers start lining up on opposite sides of a fortified border in central Europe, when the power-bloc rhetoric starts getting heated, when both sides start looking for reliable third-world proxies... then we'll have peace!
And there is a simple reason why we'll have peace. Because when both sides are manouevering desperately for any slight advantage against a huge, modern adversary capable of blasting all of human civilisation back to the stone age, there's no place in the game for a bunch of religious nutcases who only want to go back to the seventh century. About ten minutes into a new Cold War, al Qaida and all their hangers-on will be relegated to a page in the history books and a pile of oozing body bags. No human rights lawyers will be involved; it will just happen, because with the world poised on the brink of the nuclear abyss, the future of mankind hanging in the balance, only one chance to give our children a future etc etc (insert preferred cliche here), there just isn't any time or effort to be wasted on fuckwits like that. And frankly, I'm happy to live with the threat of nuclear oblivion if it means I never have to see another towel-wrapped, ZZ Top-bearded fundamentalist face ranting at me in a shaky, amateurish al Jazeera video clip.
Let's meet the new boss, same as the old boss. You know it makes sense.