There’s something to be said for being so feared by one’s enemy that they’d rather take themselves out than face you. I think that’s a pretty good consolation prize.
Reminds me something I read long ago where (iirc) a western journalist asked a red army soldier what he would do if he got ahold of Hitler. The soldier replied that he’d heat up half an iron bar until red hot and then jam the cold side up Hitler’s ass.
The journalist asked why the cold side.
The soldier replied plainly: so he couldn’t pull it out.
There’s something to be said for being so feared by one’s enemy that they’d rather take themselves out than face you. I think that’s a pretty good consolation prize.
Reminds me something I read long ago where (iirc) a western journalist asked a red army soldier what he would do if he got ahold of Hitler. The soldier replied that he’d heat up half an iron bar until red hot and then jam the cold side up Hitler’s ass.
The journalist asked why the cold side.
The soldier replied plainly: so he couldn’t pull it out.
Could be apocryphal but I always thought it was