The bombs were American. The checkbook is American. Seven of the dead have American names.

March 10, 2026

WASHINGTON, March 10, 2026 — The Geneva talks ended without a deal on February 27th. The bombs fell on February 28th. Seven Americans are dead. The question almost no one in Washington is asking: what exactly changed between Thursday and Saturday?

Those who think this is new should consult the record of the last great European war.

By the end of his life, with Europe more closely resembling a carcass than the civilization he had traded to Bolshevik butchers in exchange for the destruction of a German rival, Winston Churchill looked upon its post-war ruins. He was reported by some historians to have muttered—though the exact provenance remains disputed—perhaps the most haunting admission in modern history:

“We killed the wrong pig.”

The Old Lion realized it too late. “Uncle Joe” Stalin’s alliance drained the Western nations of their lifeblood. Half a continent Stalinized. The Empire Churchill once believed he saved had quietly expired.

Today, as the bombs of Operation Epic Fury fall upon the 91 million people of Iran, Washington’s bipartisan board of directors that manages its nation’s decline is repeating this fatal blunder with a new “Uncle” at the helm.

A Supreme Leader, by most accounts, is gone. The people who never voted on this war are the ones who will bury the dead.

By bombing Tehran on behalf of “Uncle Bibi” Netanyahu, the U.S. military is not defending American liberty. Instead, it is helping to fatten what late columnist Joe Sobran called a “deformed limb of the West,” one that has demonstrated its parasitic contempt for this Republic.

Ask the Scholastics: what “proportionate cause” requires American bombs over Tehran? What “right intention” serves the Republic? Was this a “last resort”?

Ask the war caucus in both parties that cheered.

Consider. By whose reckoning did a nation still at the table in Geneva in the morning demand bombs by nightfall? This was not deterrence. This was a decision made in advance.

Diplomacy had not failed. It was abandoned.

Could turning key strongholds within the Islamic Republic into rubble merely serve the ideological caprices of zealots?

After all, these are the selfsame folks who view the State of Israel not as a sovereign nation subject to the same moral laws as any other, but as a divine mandate that justifies any and every means.

To protect their most consistent Middle Eastern ally, Washington has entangled itself in a strangling alliance that drains the American treasury and risks the lives of working-class patriots. At the same time, America’s borders are left to rot amid the managed decline.

The comparison between “Uncle Joe” and “Uncle Bibi” rests on what Plato called the “Noble Lie”: a myth, consciously maintained by those who govern, to keep the governed compliant.

The philosopher-kings at least had the decency to believe civilization depended on it. Their heirs in Washington find it convenient.

The myth has a name. They call it Democracy.

History rhymes. The active betrayal of citizens by politicians is facilitated by a collusive media class that portrays a ruthless regional actor as a freedom-loving gentleman.

Reflect. In the 1940s, FDR and Churchill maintained the “Uncle Joe” myth by suppressing the truth about the Katyn Forest massacre, where the Soviet NKVD executed the flower of Poland’s officer corps and intelligentsia—nearly 22,000 souls. The massacre decapitated a nation. Knowing the truth, these craven warmongers remained silent to keep their nominal ally in public favor.

Today, one notices a similar script with the same notes. The political and media classes remain silent about the atrocities inside the open-air prison, otherwise known as the Gaza Strip, while the Israeli military bombs civilians and ancient Christian communities with impunity.

Just as Walter Duranty of the New York Times won a Pulitzer for his fawning Soviet coverage while privately admitting millions were dying of Stalin’s engineered famine, the modern courtiers in the press corps serve as a national nervous system, filtering out any reality that might offend the Israeli lobbyists and their sympathizers in Washington—and, like Duranty himself, replacing it with a more comfortable fiction.

The Potomac has a long memory. In the 1940s, the Alger Hiss case illustrated that communist “allies” viewed the U.S. not as a sovereign nation to be respected, but as a resource to be plundered for their progressive cause du jour.

This is mirrored today in the case of Jonathan Pollard, the spy who stole countless American intelligence documents for Israel. The Israeli government celebrates Pollard as a hero, proving they view the American family merely as a taxpayer to be looted for tribal interests.

The approved narrative from the elites devolves to a cruel arithmetic: “Export the bombs, import the bombed.”

By destabilizing the Middle East at Israel’s behest, the war party is repeating Rome’s oldest lesson: conquerors become the conquered when they import the regions they sought to civilize.

The American people must demand a true declaration of neutrality from the Washington War Machine. America is not the world’s policeman, even though Trump (and every other U.S. President in institutional memory) cosplays the role of global sheriff. Since 1945, America’s global adventurism has not exported peace.

It has only fomented chaos.

America, as John Quincy Adams declared on July 4th, 1821, must stop going abroad “in search of monsters to destroy,” and instead recognize that no vital American interest resides in the ancient quarrels of the Levant. Yet the deformed limb cannot survive without American doctoring.

The war party’s calculus is cruel and patient. Every bomb exported writes a promissory note—payable in the blood of the bombed. The war party must close the ledger on this Messianic foreign policy before the next howl of battle dims the lights of American cities forever.

The fight should be directed toward the Israeli government, not with bombs, but with the one weapon Washington refuses to deploy: a closed checkbook.

When one refuses to amputate a deformed limb, one eventually succumbs to the gangrene.

If Washington politicos continue to mortgage the futures of American children to fund the tribalism of Uncle Bibi, the people will wake up to find that Democracy—the word their rulers most love to invoke—was never the deal, and that their representatives have, instead, presided over the spiritual disintegration of their Republic.

The choice for Americans is clear: close the checkbook, return to strict neutrality, and watch the long con of the bipartisan board of directors unravel.

Americans have been played for fools by this game before. Washington exported the bombs. History imported the bombed.

In Iran, America pulled Israeli chestnuts from yet another foreign fire, and the Republic was left with the ashes. Seven Americans are in the ground. Zero Israelis.

It is time to tell the bipartisan board of directors that the average American is done being forgotten and done paying for their fatal blunders.

The republic is worth defending at home, not squandering abroad—because, as even the Great Emancipator once spake, the republic is of the people, by the people, and for the people.

Choose wisely. History is watching, and it does not forgive those who kill the wrong pig—especially when another one is still at the trough.

© 2026 by Brian D. O’Leary. All rights reserved.