The War's Over!

The war's over! Our president has proclaimed! The bombing has stopped and peace has broken out. The crisis is over and life can get back to normal. Now, I can go to work this morning, pick up a few things from the store, watch a little TV, see our victorious army, and the humiliated enemy, send some money to the poor refugees, drive the kids to soccer practice, lead a pleasant life, without care, or too much analysis, just as I was doing, anyway. Three cheers! Victory is ours! Orwell, you son of a ____, you knew all this was coming.