Just get it over so I can get on with my so-called life...

One of the curb-sitting flag-wavers is getting impatient.

I've been advocating war, but I doubt that this web site had any significant influence on decision making in the Whitehouse. While I do know that some government workers read it, I seriously doubt anyone in a position of authority even knows I exist. Nonetheless, I do feel a degree of responsibility; since we're going to embark on a war I've been advocating, I can't disclaim any negative results from the war once it starts. There's never any way of knowing before you begin how it will go; you do the best you can in terms of preparing, but then you roll the dice. And sometimes the result is not what you expected.

I want it to be over. I want it in the past, a fait accompli. As I sit, waiting, I feel dread and foreboding. My imagination is working overtime, summoning scenarios which could lead to disaster for us, either before combat begins, or during the period when our troops are in action.

Just another slow day at The Androids Dungeon....