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I was somewhat amused to receive a request to promote someone’s IndieGoGo campaign this morning. I didn’t take any offense at the request, and I’m sure it’s a perfectly good campaign and all, but I have to imagine that he hasn’t been aware of what’s been going on around here lately. Please consider this my standard reply to anyone who would like me to promote a campaign on IndieGoGo.

Dear X,

I’m sorry, but I will not promote anything on IndieGoGo. Nor would I recommend that anyone use them. They retroactively cancelled our successful campaign there and refused to give us the money that we raised from our backers, then made false and contradictory accusations in order to try to retroactively justify that refusal. So, I hope you’ll understand that we will not promote the platform of someone who has deplatformed us.

Best regards,

Vox

And for those of you who missed AH:Q 2.0, just be patient. We’ll introduce 2.1 later this month. Everything is in order. Trust the plan.

A very successful SF writer sends his review of John Scalzi’s The Consuming Fire, the second in his The Interdependency series, in case anyone happens to be curious about it.

Review: The true tragedy of The Consuming Fire is this: if this book, and The Collapsing Empire, had been written as one volume, it would have solved many of the problems besetting the first volume and made the combined volume far more satisfactory.  As it is, although The Consuming Fire is vastly superior to its predecessor, it lacks the satisfaction one may glean from a well-written Peter Hamilton, Brandon Sanderson or Iain M. Banks.  It’s also far too expensive for what one gets out of it.

The Interdependency – a network of star systems held together by the Flow, a series of hyper-dimensional rivers running through the higher dimensions – has finally discovered, thanks to the efforts of Cardenia Wu-Patrick, Marce Claremont and Kiva Lagos, that the Flow is collapsing and the Interdependency, as they know it, is doomed.  With only one planet within the system capable of supporting life without massive support from off-world, and that in enemy hands, the stage is set for a brutal civil war …

… Except it isn’t.  The book effectively separates into two halves.  One side covers Cardenia Wu-Patrick’s desperate attempts to convince the Interdependency that the Flow is indeed collapsing (something that should have been made easier by the complete collapse of one Flow stream) and facing a conspiracy that should have been able to overthrow her with ease, but shows such striking incompetence that their entire plan falls apart far too quickly.  The other side follows Marce as he (aided by the researcher who, accidentally, started the Bad Guys plotting) discovers that the Flow’s steady collapse may be opening up new streams, including to a system that was cut off hundreds of years ago.  (No, not long-lost Earth.)  They take a starship to the system, where they find a handful of survivors – and proof, perhaps, that the shift in the Flow may not be entirely natural.  The Interdependency’s sins – or those of its founders – may have come back to haunt it.  And then, with the discovery of a handful of new streams and the plotters defeated, the stage is set for a brutal civil war …

(Didn’t I just say that?  Really?)

Unlike The Collapsing Empire, this volume does manage to get across both the scale of the disaster facing the Interdependency – with brief asides touching on the effects on the wider universe as the collapse picks up speed – and the problems facing people who attempt to convince the bureaucracy and established interests that the sky is falling, although one expects that this particular version of ‘the sky is falling’ hasn’t been heard that often within the Interdependency.  If Scalzi was hoping to draw a link between the collapsing Flow and climate change, he failed.  The cold fact is that the people who insist that the climate is changing – and that human intervention is forcing the change – have been screaming ‘the sky is falling’ for so long that everyone else has simply stopped listening.  Here, one would expect the novelty alone to ensure that the claims got a fair hearing, although Scalzi is probably right to suggest that not everyone would want to believe.

The Marce plot works better, I think, although much of it is predictable and fails badly when the two plots interact.  It allows the reader to see both the fate in store for the Interdependency and, also, to pick up a flicker of hope (although Scalzi teases us with hints, rather than direct answers).  It’s clever of Scalzi to have Marce interact with the ‘enemy’ physicist, although it says nothing about the competence of the Independency’s security forces that they didn’t pick her up long ago.  (Or the bad guys, in not having her quietly hidden away somewhere or simply eliminated.)  It’s amusing to see that the lack of peer review bit both sides hard.  The bad guys weren’t the only ones to miss a few important details.  Kudos to Scalzi for making a point many would have missed.

However, the plot following Cardenia Wu-Patrick and Kiva Lagos is considerably weaker, owing to a combination of incompetence on both sides.  The bad guys appear certain to win – they pull off a spectacular prison break – until sheer chance, not remotely foreshadowed, blows their plans out of the water.  Scalzi does this very poorly, it must be noted.  The conspiracy is doomed because of the growing crisis, sure enough, but the interests of the competing parties are so different that the conspiracy is probably doomed anyway.  It requires the plotters to either give up most of their interests or start planning to stab their fellows in the back.  Arguably, this is what happens.  The bad guys run rampant until they are challenged, at which point they fold with astonishing speed.

The sexual politics are also quite irritating.  It’s amusing to have Cardenia Wu-Patrick worrying about inviting someone to bed when she can have him (or her) exiled or executed for saying no.  Scalzi neatly encapsulates the dilemma facing those who want to exonerate Bill Clinton for his conduct in office.  Kiva Lagos, who is the person who really needs those thoughts (as she’s as guilty as Slick Willy), doesn’t have them.  Cardenia Wu-Patrick acts, at times, like a lovelorn schoolgirl mooning over Marce (and worrying if he fancies the other physicist); Kiva Lagos is as sexually aggressive as ever, taking an important call while being serviced – that is the exact word used – by an enemy lawyer.  Thankfully, we see less of her in this story than the previous one – another moment when combining the two books would have been considerably more effective.  Truthfully, I wouldn’t object to having all the major power players in the book be women if they weren’t so strikingly incompetent. 

It cannot be denied, however, that Scalzi dropped the ball in a number of places.  There are no scenes set on End, leaving that plot thread dangling for the moment.  To be fair, End is immaterial to the overall plot until the Independency finds a way to get back in touch with the lost world, but it’s still irritating.  Scalzi also has some of his characters veering backwards and forwards with terrifying speed, missing obvious opportunities to push their agendas because of the demands of the plot.  And most of his characters are basically snarky.  It’s sometimes hard to tell them apart.

Scalzi also takes a number of shots at organised religion, making it clear – right from the start of this book – that the Interdependency’s religion is based on a lie.  This is no steady corruption of a number of prophets, or a man who worked miracles, but a lie that was used to bind the Interdependency together.  There are shades of the fake religions of Foundation here too.  The main characters have no qualms about cynically manipulating the beliefs of their people to achieve their goals.  If you happen to be religious, you may find this offensive; if you are not, you may let it slip by.  Scalzi tries to add a hint of ambiguity with a character who may – or may not – have had a religious experience, but it’s hard to take it seriously.  It’s a neat piece of background, but one that ultimately fails.  Which is a shame, because there are concepts here – in the hands of a different writer – that might have been worth exploring.  What do you do if your fake religion suddenly has to deal with a very real prophet?  Or someone that cannot be branded a fake without calling your entire religion into question?

Overall, if Scalzi had combined these two books into one, I would have given them a much higher rating.  A combined volume would have avoided the problems plaguing the separate books – and probably had better editing – and settled a handful of issues before moving on to the third volume.  As it is, both books are ultimately unsatisfactory.  Scalzi appears determined to wring as much money as he can from the series, despite the limitations of the plot, but neither of his volumes have the sheer meat of Game of Thrones and its early successors.  It took me less than an hour to read it.  There are some improvements, yet the glacial plot movement and sheer incompetence of the plotters and counter-plotters is a major downer.  So too is the crudity of some of the characters.  In short, the book is too expensive for what it gives us.

Rating: Two out of five.

A Christian reader shares his experience of returning to his converged home church:

I wanted to drop a note and let you know what a comfort your postings on what is happening in the church have been to me. My wife and I recently rejoined the church I grew up in and am just now realizing how bad the necrosis actually is. This church has been a community bulwark for over 150 years but over the last decade has succumbed to the conciliatory vacuousness of SJWs in the exact sequence of events you frequently describe. I can’t imagine they will even be able to stomach proclaiming the narrow path of salvation or deity of Christ five years from now.

Your posts are like receiving an explicit diagnosis for the rare disease no one has been able to diagnose for years. I pray it is not too late to effect an intervention of some sort. I think it is safe to assume your occasional thoughts on this matter are greatly appreciated by many like me.

Remember, we will win the war. But we’re going to lose more than few battles along the way. The important thing is to never submit and never stop getting back up again. We’re the special forces operating in enemy territory, undertaking the mission in the supreme confidence that our Commander will launch the orbital artillery and send in the space marines at the precise moment He deems right.

If you want to understand that exact sequence of events he describes, read SJWs Always Double Down. It’s all in there.

A Youtube commenter wonders if I find life to be boring:

Because of your understanding of human behavior, is life boring to you? Or have you lost your faith in humanity?

People are mostly boring to me. Their behavior is highly predictable, both on the micro and macro levels. I have no interest in what Suzy said about Jennifer or in learning that yet another alpha or gamma has offered additional evidence to support what I know to be his natural behavioral patterns. An Alpha cheated on his wife? Quelle surprise! A Gamma is depressed because his One True Love failed to return his affections? Color me shocked! A Delta’s wife thinks he works too hard and was wrongly passed over for promotion? Will wonders never cease!

But I have not lost my faith in humanity because my faith is it is not based on unpredictability or entertainment. My faith in humanity is continually refreshed by the small tokens of good faith, of loyalty, of generosity, and of self-sacrifice that I witness on a daily basis.

While people are boring, life is always intriguing. I wouldn’t be bored if I had 500 lives to live. Every day, I wish there were more hours because there are so many different things I would like to do, so many questions to answer, so many objectives to accomplish.

And I haven’t even begun to write what I anticipate will be my magnum opus. AODAL is merely the warmup.

Stanley is convinced that I simply MUST be jealous of Jordan Peterson:

You say you’re not jealous of Peterson, but somehow I suspect you are, whether consciously or not. The whole ‘St. Jordan Peterson’ thing raises those suspicions. He never pitched himself as a saint. If yourself or others began to picture him like that and have now become disappointed that he’s merely human, that’s your own failing. He is, however in my opinion a great man doing his best to steer humanity in a positive direction as we all should. 

It’s really remarkable how all of Peterson’s fans are incoherent too. It’s as if the incoherence and illogic is infectious. What these lunatics never seem to grasp is that all their nonsensical accusations accomplish is to inform us of their own emotional predilections.

However, the truth about Jordanetics is penetrating some Jordantologist skulls:

I wish I would have tapped into you before I tapped out $400 for tickets to go see Peterson, upcoming on Nov. 21st. I “worshiped” this guy. Now I feel like a fool. I will not go sit in that front row seat. It will be empty.

That’s the thing about Jordanetics. Once you see through him, you can’t unsee it. But dude, just sell the ticket.. the greater fools are out there, guaranteed.

Sometimes it just takes people a little while to catch up.

Longtime reader, and the first time I had ever considered dropping off my visits to the blog were when you began going after Jordan Peterson. IIRC, you began with his denial of Jewish IQ numbers and denunciation of any discussion of it being Evil Alt-Right, and it made sense to push back against him for that. However, it began to seem like another Scalzi was emerging and I couldn’t accept him being put into that basket. I have derived plenty of value from his basic messages of taking care of oneself, and as a Canadian, his opposition to Bill C-16 was badly needed and with our insane speech regulations and Rights Commissions/Tribunals, he was brave to do it.

Then the meat and salt diet, extracts from Maps of Meaning and other stuff just couldn’t be justified. Now with the Kavanaugh tweet he has completed his self-immolation even for those like myself who are likely too generous and held his positive messages in such regard as to outweigh the insanity. Also, pairing up for his tour to “debate” with Sam Harris, one of those contemptible creatures in existence, was a massive signal and I came back to reading the blog daily when I saw it. Reflecting now, if I have the idea right about genetic fallacy, I am still happy for the bits I got out of him that I have benefited from, but he is on the whole indefensible at this point. I am writing so you know there are plenty like myself who couldn’t go along with you at first (same with other topics I suppose), and now have caught up and appreciate you going out on a limb to speak the truth.

You must get a lot of hate in the daily inbox, so I hope this one thank you serves some purpose to let you know your work is appreciated.

It’s always encouraging to see people breaking free of the hold that Jordanetics has on their minds. As for retaining the beneficial bits, well, if a cult leader didn’t have something genuine to offer people, no one would follow him. One can find aspects and elements of the truth even in the biggest, most shameless charlatans.

The fact that Jordan Peterson is a crazy intellectual con man pushing an evil globalist philosophy doesn’t mean that every thing he has ever said is wrong. I won’t pretend to understand why some people need to be told to take care of themselves, or why anyone would ever consider it to be a profound truth in the non-Darwinian sense, but if they do, so be it.

But they should keep in mind that you don’t go to your dentist for heart surgery or automotive repairs just because his advice about brushing your teeth every day worked out so well for you.

Lovekraft is whining because he refuses to accept that stubbornly standing by a false position and doubling down on it is never, ever, going to receive anything but open contempt from me.

Your ego is getting the better of you. One post you say you encourage discussion, the next you come across as a complete prick.

Make up your mind asshole.

I am one of your long-time followers and supporters. Hopefully others here will see what their so-called mentor thinks of them.

First, this has nothing to do with my ego. And trying to make the subject about me would make Lovekraft liable for a permanent ban even if he wasn’t reduced to namecalling.

Second, I encourage intelligent discussion, not butthurt babbling from people who suggest something, have their suggestions shot down, then repeatedly insist that their suggestions are too valuable without being able to offer the slightest bit of evidence in support of their position.

I was asked “is calling an SJW a social justice terrorist good rhetoric?” The answer was: no, it is terrible and ineffective rhetoric. “Social Justice Terrorist” is, just like “Social Justice Crybaby” and “Social Justice Whiner”, inept rhetoric of the sort produced by those who simply don’t understand the basics of Aristotelian rhetoric and dialectic. Lovekraft even attempted to claim that “Social Justice Terrorist” isn’t meant to serve as a rhetorical pejorative attacking the Extreme Left, but rather, as a rhetorical persuasive aimed at the Center, that “its effectiveness may lie in converting the normies.”

It does nothing of the sort. How, precisely, is that going to work? What emotion is “Social Justice Terrorist” supposed to trigger in the centrist, and of what is that emotion going to persuade the sort of people who can’t even be convinced that Antifa dressing in black masks, setting cars on fire, and physically beating people up in public are a genuine threat to the body politic?

Third, there is no conflict between a) encouraging intelligent discussion and b) coming off as a complete prick. Fourth, I don’t give a quantum of a fraction of a sliver of a damn if I come off as a complete prick. The comments are there because the readers requested them, not because I wanted to be subjected to a daily dose of foolish questions, idiotic assertions, gamma posturings, personal attacks, trolls, buffoons, attention seekers, and psychologically troubled individuals working out their issues in public. I put up with the comments, I engage with the comments, I even occasionally derive value from the comments but never, ever, make the mistake of thinking that they are an integral aspect of this blog.

Fifth, if I have to make up my mind between encouraging discussion and modifying my offensive behavior, then I will shut down the comments so I don’t have to listen to any of the nonsense anymore. I walked away from both Alpha Game and my WND column without any ceremony or hesitation, does anyone truly believe I would never do the same here? Fortunately, as I have already pointed out, it is a false dichotomy and I do not need to make that choice.

Sixth, it is only because Lovekraft is a longtime follower and supporter that he’s not being banned for violating the Second Directive: I am not the subject. At the same time, as a longtime follower and supporter, he should know better. No matter how betrayed and butthurt you might feel, a commenter should have better self-control. Bitch about me all you like on Twitter or your own site, but you are not on equal ground here where I am both the lawmaker and chief enforcer.

Seventh, I am not a mentor. I have not agreed to mentor anyone. Everyone who reads this blog or any of the books I have written is perfectly free to take or leave the information provided there. If what I’ve written is useful to you, great. If you disagree with something I wrote, fine. Disagree all you like. But if you say something stupid here, there is a reasonable chance I will tell you that it is stupid. If you insist on behaving like a moron, there is a reasonable chance I will identify you as one. And if you want to reject everything I do and say, and with which I am involved, because I don’t look at you with sad paternal eyes, tell you you’re good enough just the way you are, and metaphorically hug you the way you wish your father would, well, Jordan Peterson is probably more your style anyhow.

A reader’s email may explain why Ms. Marvel #1 mysteriously sits on top of Amazon’s Mystery, Thriller, and Suspense category day after day, week after week, month after month, despite the fact that so few people appear to be buying it or otherwise paying any attention to it.

ComicsGate may not be up against just SJWs, but various third string proxies of the Swamp.

Sana Amanat, Marvel’s Muslim VP of Content and Character Development and Ms. Marvel co-creator, is the cousin of Huma Abedin, Hilary Clinton’s longtime aide. Two of Sana Amanat’s brothers have been prosecuted by the DOJ. The Amanat family donated as much as $1.2 million dollars to various Clinton foundations and initiatives. In turn, perhaps due to their family connection to Huma, the Clinton State Department assisted two of Sana’s brothers in accessing UN funds and partnerships, along with directly granting $1.35 million via the State Department for their non-profit groups. Sana herself was on the board of one of these non-profits, which received at least $100,000 from the State Department.

A non-profit Omar Amanat co-founded, Soliya, received a $1.25 million grant from the State Department. Soliya advocated for the (i) promotion of and (ii) provision of funding for positive portrayals of minorities, particularly Muslims in media, even if this meant funding commercially unsuccessful projects for a time, due to their enhancement of both minority self-perception and overall public inclusiveness. This business philosophy seems reflected in some of the publishing decisions made by Marvel.

Sana’s brother Omar has been documented by various journalists as having made multiple generous bids at Richard Branson’s past charity auctions. Sana Amanat began her career at Branson’s newly created Virgin Comics, which only existed from 2006-2008 before being sold by Branson. Sana was employed at Virgin from 2007 to 2008, before she then joined Marvel in 2009.

Sana’s aunt and Huma’s mother is a noted, prominent Saudi Arabian member of the Muslim Sisterhood. Marvel has recently received favorable treatment from the Saudis, including recent screenings of Black Panther that ended a national 35 year cinema ban and co-operative involvement in Saudi Arabia’s Vision 2030 initiative.

Marvel has newly expanded Sana’s role, though she remains a comic book editor, making her an executive producer on a forthcoming Marvel animated film, despite her complete lack of experience as a film producer.

Vox, I thank you for your entry and involvement in comics and more fully appreciate your efforts, especially as it becomes evident you will potentially be the only viable alternative to current corporate comics. Comicsgate can rarely sustain an effective offense against mere SJWs on social media; they have little chance of success against entrenched, organized and well-connected Swamp surrogates who are camouflaging themselves, finding allies, and then attempting to metastasize throughout the comics industry.

That sounds… deeply insidious. I have never heard about anything of the sort, beyond wondering a) why Ms Marvel #1 has continued to “sell” so well on Amazon despite not being one of the top 500 graphic novels and selling fewer than 205 print copies in July 2018, and, b) wondering why Marvel would select Saladin Ahmed to write a Spiderman title after the failure of his Black Bolt series. I just assumed Amanet and Ahmed were the usual token diversity hires. But if it is true that Marvel is being funded by political non-profits, this might explain some of their more seemingly inexplicable decisions in recent years.

I wonder what DC’s excuse might be?

Now, I wasn’t going to post this without at least confirming that the two Amanats were related, and I had some doubts about that after discovering there is virtually nothing that publicly links Omar Amanat to Sana Amanat. Neither of their Wikipedia entries even mention the other individual. But a little poking around strongly suggests that they are, in fact, brother and sister.

From Wikipedia: Omar Amanat is the co-founder of Peak Group Holdings which is the largest shareholder of The Twilight Saga studio Summit Entertainment, in which he holds a 20{1dfa2f358c4940d8f0b24e23fda599514c206709d33659d0fbe6339b05ca05eb} ownership stake via Peak Group Holdings. Brent Lang of The Wrap called him “the most powerful person in Hollywood you’ve never heard of”. He was convicted in December 2017 of fraud for his involvement in a scheme that involved a number of companies, including KIT Digital and Enable Invest. Business Insider reported that he was expected to spend a minimum of 10 years in jail after “a striking fall from power”. Amanat grew up in Montville, New Jersey and was educated at Montville High School.

From InStyle: Alongside writer G. Willow Wilson, this Marvel Comics editor helped create Kamala Khan (of Ms. Marvel), the very first Muslim female South Asian superhero to have her own series. Through the comics, readers are introduced to a teen who is honing her shape-shifting superpower and embracing her faith. Since the first issue was released in 2014, Ms. Marvel has been nominated for numerous awards and listed on top-selling graphic novel charts….  As a kid growing up in New Jersey, Amanat’s world was filled with science fiction, thanks to her three older brothers. 

From the Morristown Daily Record: Montville High School will induct nine alumni, a faculty member, and a team into the Hall of Fame Friday night. 1) Sana Amanat. As Marvel’s Director of Content & Character Development, Sana Amanat oversees  efforts to expand its vast library of characters.

In other words, whether you like politics in your comics or not, there is no way you’re going to be able to avoid them if the Swamp has decided to use them to wage cultural war against you.

I expect it won’t be too long before South Africa’s blacks are pining for the good old days of Apartheid. This period of black self-rule appears likely to be more a brief racial interregnum than anything approaching genuine independence.

There has been some confusion in the energy industry this past week after the announcement that a new coal-powered power plant is planned for Limpopo. According to reports, President Cyril Ramaphosa inked a deal with the Chinese to build a new 4,600-megawatt coal power station during his visit to that country.

This came as a shock, as the brand-new Integrated Resource Plan (IRP) does not include any new coal-fired power plants. It has since emerged that the planned new power plant, called the “Power China International Energy Project”, won’t produce electricity for South African households and business – it will only be used for a massive new Chinese-controlled industrial park.

Earlier this year, nine Chinese companies committed to invest $10 billion in the Musina-Makhado special economic zone at a signing ceremony in Beijing.

Meanwhile, the remaining white South Africans are wondering if they should fight or flee. A South African reader writes:

The previous president (Zuma) was ousted amidst a cloud of corruption, and there are currently parliamentary enquiries into “state capture” by Zuma, his cronies and his super-rich Indian friends the Guptas, including a shady nuclear power deal with the Russians. Even the white South Africans managed to have mass protests against Zuma, and they were all overjoyed when he was replaced with Ramaphosa. Ramaphosa made millions in business – crony capitalism, one suspects – since 1994, and was part owner of the Marikana mine where striking miners were killed by the police a few years ago. Obviously, whites thought he was a coconut and would save them.

But since coming into power, Ramaphosa has been all about expropriating without compensation land from whites, and borrowing like mad from the Chinese. Now every white I speak with will say Zuma was a thief and Ramaphosa is a communist selling his land to the Chinese, but barely any will say – if they even realise – that identity politics cares about them, even if they don’t care about identity politics. The rainbow nation non-racial cuckery runs deep in way too many. Whites keep thinking that all South Africans should care about all other South Africans, while the other tribes think whites should pay.

I’ve also seen first hand how the Chinese operate, having worked abroad on a Chinese operated plant. The owners of the plant and their employees cannot operate the plant, nor maintain it. Everything is done by the Chinese contractors, whose ability to speak English diminishes the more you ask them for information and training. They have the plant owners held hostage, because if they lose the contract they go back to China with all the knowledge and skills required to run this billion dollar project.

Lastly, of those white men who acknowledge racial war in South Africa is imminent, they almost all seem to be in favour of fighting. But I also suspect that 99 percent of them are just windgat – loud-mouths who are more bark than bite. I’m torn between the wisdom of running away to a whiter, safer country with my family; and saying “if you just keep running away, eventually there’ll be no place left to run to” and staying to fight. I’m sure the latter is correct, but some positions just aren’t defensible, and South Africa is probably not viable for whites absent balkanisation. Emigration is almost certainly the wise option, but I also know it’s not feasible for all four or five million whites.

It’s probably too late to fight now. The time for the white South Africans to fight was when they still had nukes and control of the army, not when they have no nukes, no army, and the Chinese have decided to colonize the land. At this point, the Boers wouldn’t just be fighting the ANC, they’d be fighting the Chinese Red Army defending its very material investments in China’s new colony-to-be.

The problem, of course, is that who would want the white South African emigrants? They have proven to be wholly undesirable in any democracy; look at how they celebrated the accession of Ramaphosa to power. Even after losing their own country, they are reliably proving to be more foolish on matters of race and ethnicity than the average white American Democrat, who at least still has the sense to try to keep his children out of vibrant neighborhoods and school districts.

Lest you doubt the Chinese are serious about colonizing Africa:

In what all but amounts to turning Harare into a satellite outpost of Beijing, China has reportedly deployed and installed a dreaded new generation of surface-to- air missiles (SAM) in Zimbabwe, in what is seen as direct preparation for defending her vast economic interests in the country, with a possible signal of ratcheting up future gunboat diplomacy against the competing West.

The irony is that the same white idiots who complained about white imperialism and Sun City are going to declare that the white man has an obligation to rescue the black man from the yellow man. But the white man has laid down his burden and he no longer has the ability to shoulder it.