Greetings Readers,
It is just too bad, the Trump-Kim Peace Summit may not come off in Singapore as speculated this June; those participating are still discussing it at the DMZ as I write. That’s unfortunate because I had it all planned for Trump’s arrival. I hope the meeting comes off and Trump arrives for it.
As the Trump motorcade arrives at the gate of the luxurious Shangra La hotel, with security men running along side, and a crowed of supporters waving, a smiling Donald Trump waves right back. From shrubby I advance and quickly throw one of my six hand grenades through the limousine window.
(Trump would not stay at the official guest house, it being too ordinary and plain)
Whether the dummy like grenade explodes within or outside the vehicle is not my care because I made my point, I don’t like him, and I will not run. At 83 I’m currently a very slow runner, and beside will be weighted down by the other five rusty grenades stuffed in my pockets.
Please don’t pass this on to the U. S. Embassy in Singapore. It’s only one of my weird jokes. I have enough trouble going to Singapore by ferry to cash my social security check each month. However there is a plus, if I am caught doing the deed, it means life imprisonment and that’s not all bad in Singapore. (If I can avoid canning) Because it is a beautiful city located in a lovely part of the tropics and the food is really great. I eat at Subway every chance I get.
When I lived in Hawaii in the 80s the Big island’s volcano lava made it to the Ocean, not a lot, but enough to make steam clouds. Yes, the son of Pele, the fire Goddess, acts up every decade or so there. Here in Indonesia we seem to have a severe eruption every couple of months although usually out to sea. I note after I left Guam about a year ago they had one recently last week a 6.00 on the Richter scale. So, do you think the Devil is keeping one step behind me? You may see how paranoid I’m getting.
With these paranoid systems I decided I just had to see a psychiatrist and get these afflictions ironed out and taken care of. But after a my second visit I realized the Indonesian doctor didn’t talk or understand any English like many in Batam. Singapore psychiatrists are expensive, 400 Sing dollars for a fifty minute hour, so I have decided to live with it, or I may take a mental health correspondence course through the Internet.
Talk about Peace with a capital P, should Trump want to share the Noble Peace Prize with Kim and Moon he must give up his own lethal nuclear Asian store house along with Kim’s. We’ve got Nukes, with a capital N all over the place. Of course Trump won’t, our military deployment won’t change. We’ve got them on land, in the air, and over and under the sea.
At the coming summit Trump should astonish everyone by 1. Immediately suspending all joint military drills and manuevers with the South; 2. Lift the majority of sanctions against the North; 3. Indicate to Kim the Pentagon is reviewing plans to withdraw a significant number of American troops from the South, and reposition them in far off Australia hoping they will behave. Bolton and Pompeo the chief advisors won’t go for it, be disappointed, but remember the North in a flicker of an eye returned three prisoners, and destroyed their most important nuclear facility; yet, more importantly to Trump he wants the prestige in One Upping Obama.
Moreover, Readers, what has the U. S to lose, it can squish North Korea with three well placed tactical nukes, or three weeks of conventional ground war. If that were to occur it would make Iran think, ‘How badly do we really want peace?’
All the Best to you.
Ron Miller
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