US strikes Venezuela / Captures Maduro

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nycfan said:
The goal is to reassure oil companies that their assets can be secured long term without a large U.S. military presence.

Security firms with regional experience—potentially including groups linked to Trump allies—are already positioning themselves.

Oh Blackwater, keep on rolling …
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Mercenaries in South America again. What could possibly go wrong?
 
I sure do wish this song would get outdated.

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel's attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy

[Verse 2]
Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

[Bridge]
Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Woah, Jerusalem
Yeah
 
finesse said:
I sure do wish this song would get outdated.

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel's attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy

[Verse 2]
Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

[Bridge]
Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Woah, Jerusalem
Yeah
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That's a great one from Warren Z.



"Diplomatic immunity...has just been revoked"

 
"The Envoy" was written about Plillip Habib (Philip C. Habib - Wikipedia)

A little ironic bringing that song up now, since Habib (who was the top non-polically appointed career diplomat at the State Department) personified the precise soft power of the US that the Trump Administration is hell bent on burning to the ground and pissing on the ashes.

EDIT: Also in a bit of a coincidence, just last night I was listening to the Lawfare podcast on the current plight of the career diplomats in the US Diplomatic Corps. (Lawfare Daily: The U.S. Foreign Service at a ‘Breaking Point,’ with John Dinkelman)

EDIT: In the liner notes to I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (R.I.P, Warren), Warren says that Habib somehow found out he was the inspiration for the song and ended up sending Zevon a very kind letter on official State Department letterhead.
 
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finesse said:
I sure do wish this song would get outdated.

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel's attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy

[Verse 2]
Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace for the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

[Bridge]
Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Woah, Jerusalem
Yeah
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Also this one:

The Eastern World, it is exploding
Violence flaring, bullets loaded
I'm old enough to kill, but not for voting
Don't believe in war, what's that gun you're toting?
Even the Jordan River has bodies floating

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm trying to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy

[. . . ]

Ah, you may leave here for four days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace
 
superrific said:
Also this one:

The Eastern World, it is exploding
Violence flaring, bullets loaded
I'm old enough to kill, but not for voting
Don't believe in war, what's that gun you're toting?
Even the Jordan River has bodies floating

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm trying to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy

[. . . ]

Ah, you may leave here for four days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace
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Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home
A little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial Home For Incurable Tyrants and Kings

They could appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit TV
To make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel

(And now, adding colour)
("Who's the bald chap?")
(A group of anonymous Latin-American meat packing glitterati)

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?
Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
Their favourite toy
They'll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial Home for Colonial Wasters of Life and Limb

Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time? (Goodbye!)
Now the final solution can be applied
 
nycfan said:
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home
A little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial Home For Incurable Tyrants and Kings

They could appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit TV
To make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel

(And now, adding colour)
("Who's the bald chap?")
(A group of anonymous Latin-American meat packing glitterati)

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?
Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
Their favourite toy
They'll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial Home for Colonial Wasters of Life and Limb

Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time? (Goodbye!)
Now the final solution can be applied
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When you cast your eyes upon the skylines
Of this once proud nation
Can you sense the fear and the hatred
Growing in the hearts of its population

And youth, oh youth, are being seduced
by the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination

We're being sedated by the gasoline fumes
and hypnotised by the satellites
Into believing what is good and what is right
You may be worshipping the temples of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of religion
But can you still walk back to happiness
When you've nowhere left to run?

The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination

And if they send in the special police
To deliver us from liberty and keep us from peace
Then won't the words sit ill upon their tongues
when they tell us justice is being done
and that freedom lives in the barrels of a warm gun

The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation
The beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
 
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