Have you by any chance read the framework agreement recently signed by Iran and six world powers? No? Of course you didn’t – no agreement was signed. True, after missing the original deadline, the negotiators did show up with exhausted-but-triumphant facial expressions, slapping each other on the back like NBA players that just scored a slam dunk. But there was no slam dunk at all: the negotiations had only produced an agreement… to agree.
Years and a small fortune – nay, make that a laaarge fortune to you and me – have been spent; ministers have neglected their other duties, to pursue all-important nuclear negotiations; and all they have to show for all that is… a verbal agreement??? One that the parties already ‘remember’ in at least three different, conflicting ways? Now, think hard: when was the last time a grave international dispute was resolved through a verbal agreement? International treaties are long, carefully worded legal documents, signed with ceremony by leaders and ratified by parliaments. A verbal agreement? Seriously???
Folks, we are being taken for a ride; they’re playing us for fools, with ‘fact-sheets’ meant only to hide the ‘agreement’s’ blatant non-existence; its being but a figment of deceitful minds. In reality, after months and years of negotiations – there is no agreement; nothing beyond a loose, vague, reversible, oral ‘understanding’ on some bare-bones ‘principles’. That’s a truth politicians thought best to keep from us, everyday Joes. What a brazen hoax! What incredible chutzpah! How they mock our honesty, our genuine trust!
And it’s not just sordid politicians, these mollusks who make a living (and a good one, too!) from falsehood and deceit; it’s also regimented ‘journalists’, the politicians’ intellectual prostitutes, those swiftly mobilised to prop up the fraud. Take, for instance, Time Magazine’s Joe Klein: he has already produced at least two ‘articles’ – two shameless pieces of Soviet-style propaganda praising the verbal ‘framework’ (which he dubs, of course, ‘the agreement’ or ‘the deal’) as the best thing since sliced bread. Just in case someone should doubt his ‘expertise’ in Middle Eastern affairs, Klein starts by brandishing his ‘Jewish’ credentials, informing readers that he’s just celebrated Passover Seder with his friend Ramin
an Iranian leprechaun, if such a thing is possible – born a Muslim but converted to Judaism…
Needless to say, the personal opinion of this starry-eyed ‘Iranian leprechaun’ (who “does favor regime change, but through peaceful means”) is harnessed to serve Klein’s ‘argument’ – or rather is employed in-lieu of an argument. After all, as a mercenary pen-wielder, Klein’s ‘conclusions’ are anyway pre-determined by ideological fixations. So why bother to perform research or interview some genuine authority? Much easier to pen an article based on casual conversations with friends over chicken soup and matzo balls!
Despite his a priori enthusiasm for ‘the deal’, Klein does mention in passing a certain Mohammad Reza Naqdi; who, as the negotiators were still backslapping, declared that for the Islamic Republic of Iran “erasing Israel off the map” is “non-negotiable”. Naqdi is neither a leprechaun nor one of Klein’s bohemian friends; he’s a much more prosaic (but much, much, much more influential) General and senior commander in the powerful Iranian Revolutionary Guard – a vital power base of the ayatollahs’ regime. But don’t expect Klein to assign any importance at all to Naqdi’s genocidal threat. In fact, the journo only mentioned Naqdi so he could take another swipe at Benjamin Netanyahu; no doubt, because the latter chose to react to the Iranian general’s spittle – and not by pretending it’s rain. Of course, Netanyahu isn’t necessarily right; the point is, however, that he has the right: his own family is on the line, within striking distance of Revolutionary Guard’s ballistic (and potentially nuclear) missiles. If it’s Klein who got it wrong, the only personal pain he’s likely to feel is that caused by his own haemorrhoids, gingerly seated in a soft armchair in Midtown Manhattan.
So what’s gonna happen now? Well, not much: they will continue to negotiate ‘the details’ of an as-yet non-existent agreement. The new deadline is June 30. But don’t worry – it will be extended, of course. After all, the old deadline (March 31, the ‘deadline’ for the ‘framework’ concocted on April 2!) was itself an extension of the extension… Eventually, some sort of agreement may emerge; or the whole thing might just fizzle out, as the world’s attention turns to some other crisis. Ukraine, perhaps; or Yemen; or South China Sea…
In truth, it makes no difference if an agreement is signed or not; it’s all the same if you judge it to be a good deal or a bad one; it does not matter whether, like Klein, you’re stupid enough to you trust the ayatollahs’ regime to abide by any agreement. In general, it makes absolutely no difference what you or I think; or what Klein thinks, or what Barack-effing-Obama thinks. What really matters – the only thing that matters, folks – is what people in the Middle East think. Not all people, of course, just those few people in power. And we know what they think: not one of them trusts the ayatollahs; not one of them puts his faith in the likes of Obama, John Kerry and François Hollande. And why would they? Aren’t these just foolish Westerners, weaklings who want to ‘lead from behind’? Hasn’t their ilk already allowed North Korea to get The Bomb?
Says Prince Turki Al-Faisal, Saudi Arabia’s main foreign policy spokesman:
I’ve always said whatever comes out of these talks, we will want the same. So if Iran has the ability to enrich uranium to whatever level, it’s not just Saudi Arabia that’s going to ask for that. The whole world will be an open door to go that route without any inhibition, and that’s my main objection to this…
The Saudi nuclear programme will of course be entirely peaceful. Just like Iran (world’s fourth-largest reserves of crude oil) Saudi Arabia (world’s second largest) simply wants to produce a bit of atomic energy. Which is why in March, just as the negotiators were hammering that Klein-acclaimed Iranian ‘framework’, the Saudis were quietly signing an agreement (a written agreement!) to purchase two South Korean nuclear reactors. In total, the oil-drenched desert kingdom plans to build no less than 16 nuclear reactors. All of them utterly peaceful, of course! Egypt’s military rulers want an equally peaceful nuclear programme; which is why, in February, Egypt’s General-turned-President Abdel-Fattah el-Sissi met Russia’s President-turned-Prime Minister-turned-President Vladimir Putin. The two triumphantly announced an agreement to build a nuclear reactor in Egypt. Doubtless, a few other Middle Eastern kings, sheikhs and presidents for life will follow the lead, using their oil wealth to buy themselves a bit of nuclear oomph.
As for the rest of us, one day we will wake up to a Middle East (yes, the Middle East of sectarian beheadings and suicide bombings!) able to wage nuclear jihad. A prospect that should send some mighty shivers down Western leaders’ spines. If, that is, they were leaders; or had spines.