Dear Mister Carney

dear mr. carney just what are the “international obligations” of the country of which your talking head twitches? just how many nukes, biological weapons & weapons whose horrors we cannot even imagine (because we are not told anything about them) reside within the borders of this here empire? what exactly is our “obligation,” mr. speakerman of the world’s policeman, to the rest of the world? just what would happen if one of our computers running the whole situation malfunctioned, or perhaps if one of our aspiring young button pushers got sick of the whole thing & just went ape-**** slamming her/his hands down on every glowing light that they could until the world disappeared without a trace? does it keep you up at night? does it make you think that had you stayed in Moscow with Time, you would never be remembered as the mouthpiece of maliciousness? just wondering if you have any answers whatsoever, besides the constant prodding & beating of others until this whole place goes up in smoke.