No, But I Can Sell You This Crack

Oh noes indeed. Via Jonathan Schwarz, who keeps his hip-waders closer at hand than I, I see that "five retired NATO generals"--caveat preemtor--have released a report entitled Towards a Grand Strategy for an Uncertain World: Renewing Transatlantic Partnership. If five toothless crackheads scrawled directions on how ta get youself some hard with a stolen sharpie on the tiles of a dirty McDonald's bathroom, you would not look up from your piss and consider that, given their experience and expertise in the subject, there must be something to commend it. The question is not, "How can I get a decent rock in the Hill District at two in the morning?" Rather, it is "Why the fuck am I in the Hill District trying to buy a rock at two in the morning?" Id est, let us not get caught up bickering about whether or not these generalissimi present an actionable plan for grand statergery, but instead consign ourselves to the question of just why it is that such a thing is necessary. I know how hard it is to put down the pipe, but Together We Can.