The ex-girlfriends part.1

The United Nations is like an old ex-girlfriend who you used to have a crush on but now, when you happen to see her again, you feel sad that she let herself go and you wonder what you saw in her in the first place. So, this blogger feels anguish at how this entity has gone from a potential for tying us all together for the betterment of mankind – to this. A sad sad political underdog, dependant rather than independent. Silent rather than vocal. Weak rather than strong. Almost a part of the megastate hypocrisy that she was once designed to be the bulwark against. So much brainpower and idealism vested into something that, when the shit hits the fan, is as meak as grandma. They should have made an example of Israel long ago. Any member state that does not abide is no longer an eligible member. What have you done to honor, to idealism, to the feeling that there is someone out there looking out for humanity and not from whom the next pay check will come. The UN could well afford a more decisive and aggressive stance. I’m fresh out of benefits of the doubts. So, just like with some of my former girlfriends, the thought occurs: whatever did I see in her?