The sentiment that we are entering ‘World War 3’ is probably over-used by journalists but it is quite true that the conflict is in danger of becoming just that. Donald Trump’s war with Iran is rapidly becoming global, with more than a dozen other countries in the firing line, or mobilising their armed forces, as Tehran fights back. The UK, France and Spain are among the nations sending warships, jets and troops to the region to bolster their defences and protect their allies, while states across the Middle East, as well as Cyprus, Turkey and Azerbaijan, have been affected by Iranian drones and missiles. The US is also not restricting its strikes against the Islamic regime to any geographical boundary, with an American submarine sinking an Iranian warship off the coast of Sri Lanka. The Russians and the Chinese are starting to get involved, at least to the extent that it looks as though clandestine supply chains of munitions are being formed, even if there is no overt involvement. What is making this war so unique is that there is no evident end-point – the Americans in particular seem to be particularly prone to entering a conflict without a clear exit strategy or even clear ideas of what constitutes ‘success’ The American liberal political media are falling over themselves with exasperated video clips of the various reasons that Trump has proffered in his public statements for entering the war. One of the most ridiculous is the claim that Ira was only two weeks away from developing a nuclear weapon whereas more sober and intelligent analysis contradicts this. While Iran was close to having the enriched uranium to the level needed for bomb-making, experts said it would take months to two years to build a nuclear bomb. How quickly Iran could possess a nuclear weapon was used as the basis for Israel and the U.S. to strike. Iran did not yet have a bomb ready to launch, said Michael Singh, managing director at The Washington Institute for Near East Policy, an organisation that promotes understanding of American interests in the Middle East. What is being confused here is possessing the raw material for a weapon (enriched uranium) is one thing but getting these manufactured into a nuclear weapon and having a delivery system are completely different entities and these acts are being deliberately conflated to serve as justifications for the American invasion. What we do know is that invasion with bombs is easy but withdrawal from these conflicts is long and drawn out, complicated and messy. In the meanwhile, we are still dealing with Ukrainian conflict on our doorstep and that is quite enough to be getting on with. Meanwhile, I am entering my Sunday morning routine which now involves an early start to the day, getting to church just after 8.00am for the 8.30 service followed by tea and biscuits in the adjoining parish hall. What I think I enjoy about such activities is there a good cross section of the population in terms of men and women quite equally distributed across the age groups as well as a smattering of young children who have been brought along with the parents and grandparents. When I go along to meetings at the Methodist Centre as I did the day before for a group social session, I am confronted with an absolute sea of grey haired older women and hardly any men at all – so having associated with young colleagues and students all of my working life, I find this to be a shock to the system and nearly always gravitate towards conversations with much younger age groups with whom I feel, rightly or wrongly, that have much more in common. And so yesterday, I engaged in my normal routine chatting with one or two people around the coffee table and then left to engage in my other round of routines which is to top up the car with petrol, collect my Sunday newspaper and call in at an ATM to get my supplies of cash for the forthcoming week. I find that Sunday mornings are quite useful in tis respect as the roads are fairly quiet and I am not stuck in the middle of traffic jams as happens during the week.
After I returned home, I made myself a treat of a breakfast which is a couple of fried eggs on some toasted sourdough bread. After a read of Sunday newspapers and a view of some of the latest political news, I prepared the sort of lunch which I normally have to accompany my half of a beef joint, cooked and frozen some months beforehand. I diced some carrots and ‘wonky’ parsnips to make for a carrot-and-parsnip mash which I eventually consumed with the beef heated up in an onion gravy and the remains of the sprouts. Although the veg preparation is quite time consuming for this type of meal, I find that I can save half of the prepared veg which I pop in a plastic bag in the freezer and have halfway through next week. I did have in mind to give the car a wash later on today as, like many other cars in the area, it has been covered by a fine Saharan dust which as risen far into the atmosphere, been transported high across the high world and finally dumped on us here in the UK, a phenomenon which happens from time to time. As there was no rugby match to entertain this afternoon, this might be a good opportunity to catch up some of the Hannah Fry programs on Artificial Intelligence which have been highly praised but which I have not yet got round to viewing, But yesterday was a landmark of sorts because, according to my specialist little calendar, the official ‘sun down’ time has just passed the 6.00pm threshold only the weather at the moment is pretty cold with a high of 11° and a cold, biting wind. In the days when I was a teacher in higher education, I recall the conversations I used to have over a Friday lunch-time beer with an accountancy colleague. He and I were, at the time, great Radio 4 listeners and my colleague used to listen to a programme broadcast after the weekend news at about 2.00pm called ‘Gardener’s Question Time’ When this program concluded, my colleague confided in me that his heart and spirits sank as he now realised that his weekend was effectively over as material had to be prepared for his class starting at 9.00am the next day. So it is as a common pattern for colleagues, myself included, to devote most evenings and some of the weekend as well to preparation and the inevitable marking of students’ work.