It was you that used to matter so much to me.
Liquid in the ground.
The justification for violence.
A war hawks dream.
The most precious resource.
More precious than human life, oil was.
Just ask Bush and Bush or even Cheney.
They’ll tell you what was the most crucial threat to America in 1991.
It was Iraq.
But I killed their leader already - 2006, to be exact, captured in 2003.
Remember?
Took me a while. But I got it done.
But I have moved on from you, oil.
I am focused now on something much more significant.
MUCH MORE SIGNIFICANT!
Forces of the greater good ordain me.
Of egalitarianism.
Of democratization.
A granderous vision of a better world driven by me.
There is nothing that will stop me from realizing my vision.
Not even the loss of human life.
I didn’t create this circumstance.
China did.
Tit for tat until we collide over chips.
Whose fault is it anyway?
Does it matter?
The truth is physical and objective, see.
Do you threaten my ability to produce goods?
US-Led Bombings in Baghdad, Iraq “Shock and Awe”
Do you remember this?
Touch those chips.
I dare you.
I have chips, too.
The ones that make me angry and spiteful.
Belligerent, at that.
Are you threatening my intelligence?
Are you threatening my resources?
Are you threatening my industry?
Are you threatening my capital?
The ends don’t even have to justify the means.
Next year, I’ll spend $886 Billion.
I have the capability.
I can move through an imaginative process and name you as the threat.
I have chips.
I have unhealed wounds.
You are the target.
You will pay the subscription costs and maintenance.
For the thousands of funerals.
I’ll keep my supply chain together, and you can sit in a corner to wither away for the next 50 years.
Taipei City, Taiwan
Just don’t come here.
I am prepared for conflict.
It’s all I know.
You make chips.
I make war.
I have chips.
You are the target.
Beijing Central Business District
Chips, I told you.
My precious.
I will make the truth up to protect you, chips.
You matter more than anything.
You hold the key to intelligence.
You are my dear chips.
Don’t fuck with my chips.
Don’t fuck with my investments.
Don’t fuck with my supply chains.
I’ve got chips, I tell you, chips.