The foundations of the invisible wall surrounding Assad start about here:
“In a gloomy interrogation room the children were beaten and bloodied, burned and had their fingernails pulled out by grown men working for a regime whose unchecked brutality appears increasingly to be sowing the seeds of its undoing.”
And then it builds to about here:
“But there is something legitimately scary about the weapon’s do-it-yourself ethos and its new systematic deployment against the neighborhoods of Aleppo. It speaks to the regime’s single-minded focus on finding new ways to kill, its narrow and obsessive pursuit of mayhem and destruction as seemingly official strategy in the conflict that has run for nearly three years now.”
Being a merely “bloody dictator” in a conflict cauldron that has in it argument over despotism, democracy, egotism, goodness, God, morality, and narcissism (finally) is not merely a bad position.
The condemnation backed by astounding imagery and numbers to match may not be overcome with exigent maneuvering.
I know: faced with Hitler, one might be eager to bargain with Stalin.
Call that yesterday.
This day with Assad having produced a war that has brought al-Qaeda affiliates and such to his doorstep and that has incubated and loosed ISIS on the world, may be different.
How happy should one be to be led by Assad today?
That’s not my question to answer. It’s a question for Syrians to answer for themselves in whatever condition and place the war now finds them.
If “Assad or Burn It” was the slogan, it has been working a long time, and once burned — in whatever portion — what then?
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