Elsewhere on Newsvine a right-winger was lamenting and griping about the expected lack of war by President Obama and the Democrats.  He sees peace as some kind of weakness.  This is a feeling not uncommon among the right-wing.  They like their war(s).  In particular they like their wars waged against small and mostly defenseless nations, and powerless people.  Not only does that provide a risk-free testosterone buzz, but it's good business for the American War Machine.  

So, in the spirit of bipartisanshipness, may I suggest waging a war on Bermuda?  Why Bermuda?  

• Bermuda is small and defenseless
• Bermuda is so close and convenient that our arm-chair warriors literally do not have to leave their arm chairs, except to fetch another beer
• What good is Bermuda, anyhow, unless you play golf?

 What's the rationale for war on Bermuda, then?  Well, we can all agree that it's a crime, and a sin, against God for fat old men with skinny legs and bony knees to wear shorts, even on the golf course.  (We can argue whether golf, itself, is a diabolical device to frustrate mankind in another thread.)  How do we know that such is God's way?  

Well, as a compensation and coping mechanism for seeing fat old men with skinny legs and bony knees is shorts, even on the golf course, God created the martini.  If you doubt that God created the martini keep that to yourself.  If the gin-sodden fat old men with skinny legs, bony knees, and shorts hear you saying that, they'll declare war on you!  

So, it's war on Bermuda, then.  Grab a beer (or the entire 12-pack), right-wing warmongers, and put on the TV.  You're going to enjoy this.  At least for a week.  Then you can go find another small, defenseless, and powerless nation to destroy.