The strange thing is, the first thing I can think of saying is: wow.
Just wow.
Wow, how exciting it is to blog when the events are so tantalisingly recent,
just like a fresh pile of kangeroo dung.
Wow, how I have just witnessed the world, as I know it, blown up to pieces by nuclear warfare, through a replay button.

I thank the record and replay button.

But didn't everything lead so predictably to this?
The arms race,
The unresolved tensions,
the building nationalistic pride.
Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin and Churchill, the chess pieces were set long before tonight.

So we've had a bloodbath.
Or rather, a bloodbath concealed and revealed in horrific sequence.

3 blind men were led to an elephant and told to describe it as they felt.
The first man said, "it's long and flexible." He had the trunk.
The second man remarked:"it's firm and rough." He had a leg.
The third man exclaimed its resemblance to a paint brush. He had the tail.
Today, the blind fold has been lifted, and scence that greeted each poor man has done little more than make them wish their eyes are blissfully blind again.

3 tragedies I report tonight.

Firstly, and most importantly,
great treachery that has led to grave accusations and murky, sticky misunderstanding.
If I had known better, I wouldn't have been foolish enough to commit knowledge to one, frustratingly lacking the most primitive sense and primary intuition to honour a confidant.
The intention had been pure - simply to relieve, a poor soul from misplaced confidences.
Yet it appears now, that I have all along been the one with misplaced confidences.
I need to apologise to my best of intentions.

Secondly,
a problem of the same nature - the first problem, turned inside out.
So now we have even deeper a trench,
more tired an arm
and more sickened a will.

Thirdly,
an affirmation of my worst fears,
now the end is sure to come, uglier and faster.

The plot thickens