it is madness to take seriously the latest "two-week apocalypse warning" from someone with a track record soaked in lies and mass violence.
A Masterclass in Madness: Taking Foreign Policy Cues from a Mass Murderer
Let us, for the sake of intellectual masochism, imagine the following scenario:
A man bursts into your living room, wild-eyed, panting, and shrieking:
"You have to act now! The end is two weeks away!"
You panic. You act. You burn your furniture. You invade the neighbors. You torch the garden. The dog runs away. Two weeks pass.
Nothing happens.
Then he returns.
"No no no — now it's really two weeks away. Trust me this time!"
Repeat that—not once, not twice, but over thirteen times across three decades. 1992. 1995. 1996. 1998. 2002. 2005. 2010. 2013. 2015. 2018. 2021. 2023. 2025.
Thirteen apocalypses. Zero fulfillment.
Now, the statistically literate among us might be tempted to ask:
> "If a catastrophe was always exactly two weeks away since 1992, wouldn't it have already arrived about 867 times by now?"
But logic, apparently, is not required when someone cries "wolf" in a foreign language.
Even worse, this particular prophet of doom is no mere alarmist. He is directly responsible for the deaths of over 1.5 million people, the maiming of nearly half a million more, and the incineration of five trillion dollars — the GDP of a G7 nation turned into dust and prosthetic limbs. All of it based on falsehoods, fabrications, and "unknown unknowns" whispered into the ears of congressmen who couldn’t find Baghdad on a map if you circled it in red.
And yet — here we are, in 2025, being asked to take this same man seriously. Again. As if credibility were not something that, in theory, requires at least a partial connection to truth.
This is not foreign policy.
This is Monty Python meets Dante’s Inferno.
It is as if history, having screamed its lessons in our face, has resigned, packed its bags, and left us alone with our collective lobotomy.
To entertain even one second of serious discussion based on the pronouncements of a pathological liar and mass murderer is not just madness — it is an insult to every victim, every wounded soldier, and every ruined society left in the wake of his last “two-week emergency.”
There comes a point when listening to the same voice becomes complicity. That point, frankly, was twenty years ago.
