Seems like the period just before a Presidential election is the most fraught with danger for American foreign policy. There has to be a great temptation among the candidates to make policy statements based on the lowest common denominator of the electorate instead of what might be in the country’s best long-term interests. “Vote for me! I’m manlier! The other guy is a wimp!” Don’t get me wrong; there is a certain amount of that all year, every year. But, just before an election, when so much is at stake and when such declarations might actually motivate enough low-information American voters to make a difference; that’s dangerous timing.
For only minimally coherent reasons, the dynamic reminds me of the Dropkick Murphys epic tune, “Barroom Hero”:
Face down in the gutter won’t admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and black,
He’s a big, strong man with a childs mind, don’t you take his booze away!
He’s been at it for years drinking balls and beer he’s a hero to most he meets,
But inside he cries black swollen eyes, this man he sheds no tears!
Now his wife and kids sing a different tune as they worry about their daddy dying,
But this arrogant fool breaks every rule it’ll be nothing but pride that kills him.
Could he listen no he won’t that’s all she wrote he’ll be dead before the daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from dying.
He’s a legend in the bar with every scar fights a thousand bigger men,
But now he fights and loses got all the bruises will someone please step in?
Cause this Irish fools got a great big heart he keeps climbing back in to the ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court this man he once was king.
I guess it’s the juxtaposition of being stupid, drunk, brave, and a hero to the folks at the bar; meanwhile the family is worried about their daddy dying.