When Ralph Nader wants to impeach a liberal African-American president for war crimes, you start to get the idea how odd these present times are. Odd and getting odder. Nor is it likely, in spite of the wall of comments concerning our Libyan intervention, that anyone can grasp the meaning.
There seems one likelihood to suggest. It is that this won't be the last intervention. We live in that kind of world.
Which is what kind of world, exactly? The kind we know from the history books -- in which, rather than sort out their varied grievances like gentlemen, the non-gentlemen usually in charge of public affairs will bloody each other's and other's noses. It has always been thus. The 192 disunited nations that belong to the United Nations don't get along and never have.
None of this you might have supposed from drinking in Obama's reset-button rhetoric on foreign policy.
Now that we've stuck out our necks for the Libyan rebels, we surely owe it to other war-torn peoples to consider their cases solemnly and possibly to act with whatever resources we may still have. We can expect calls that escalate into tearful demands. It is what happens when you make other people's business your own business.
At a press conference in Chile on Monday, President Obama attempted an explanation for his decision to bomb Libya in collaboration with the British and French. "The core principle" he wishes to uphold is that in "a potential humanitarian crisis" -- "about to take place," he added redundantly -- "we can't simply stand by with empty words." We have to "take some sort of action." Some sort.
He couldn't resist a sideways lunge at the Bush administration. On occasion, he said the United States has acted "unilaterally," or without "full international support," whatever "full" and "international" and "support" might mean. This time, we have the British, the French, and even the Belgians, to whom maybe (assuming something horrible doesn't happen) we can turn over the whole mission (assuming they agree to take it on).
It sounds very much like a plan to come up with a plan -- one that may or may not leave the Libyans better off than they were a month ago. But you try, while waiting for the next invitation to go forth and rescue others who, having watched this present mission, can think of no reason you shouldn't help them, too.