Communist everywhere starve.
“Remember the escaping NK army guys are starving and have stomach worms, etc. Communists everywhere starve.”
With one roly-poly exception. But maybe if the generals keep Kim Jong Fatso’s blubbery face stuffed (errrp), he won’t be inclined (burp) to make war.
Or maybe his generals will get tired of following him everywhere frantically scribbling notes. One pistol shot is all it takes.
“WW3 Preparations: Amidst Drought North Korean Officials Raid Homes And Farms To Feed Army”
Next thing they’ll want is 50% of their tax cut.
“This year, we have to postpone our farm work due to this ‘extremely urgent’ task of gathering food for the military,” the source said.
Um, I think I see their problem. Well, that, and the whole collective farm thing.
Except for the more equal ones running the scam.
‘So much for your Big Man,’ said Merry. ‘We’ll see the Chief later. In the meantime we want a lodging for the night, and as you seem to have pulled down the Bridge Inn and built this dismal place instead, you’ll have to put us up.’
‘I am sorry, Mr. Merry,’ said Hob, ‘but it isn’t allowed.’
‘What isn’t allowed?’
Taking in folk off-hand like and eating extra food, and all that, said Hob.
‘What’s the matter with the place?’ said Merry. ‘Has it been a bad year, or what? I thought it had been a fine summer and harvest.’
‘Well no, the year’s been good enough,’ said Hob. ‘We grows a lot of food, but we don’t rightly know what becomes of it. It’s all these “gatherers” and “sharers”, I reckon, going round counting and measuring and taking off to storage. They do more gathering than sharing, and we never see most of the stuff again.’
‘Oh come!’ said Pippin yawning. ‘This is all too tiresome for me tonight. We’ve got food in our bags. Just give us a room to lie down in. It’ll be better than many places I have seen.’
The hobbits at the gate still seemed ill at ease, evidently some rule or other was being broken; but there was no gainsaying four such masterful travellers, all armed, and two of them uncommonly large and strong-looking. Frodo ordered the gates to be locked again. There was some sense at any rate in keeping a guard, while ruffians were still about. Then the four companions went into the hobbit guard-house and made themselves as comfortable as they could. It was a bare and ugly place, with a mean little grate that would not allow a good fire. In the upper rooms were little rows of hard beds, and on every wall there was a notice and a list of Rules. Pippin tore them down. There was no beer and very little food, but with what the travellers brought and shared out they all made a fair meal; and Pippin broke Rule 4 by putting most of next day’s allowance of wood on the fire.
‘Well now, what about a smoke, while you tell us what has been happening in the Shire?’ he said.
‘There isn’t no pipe-weed now,’ said Hob; ‘at least only for the Chief’s men. All the stocks seem to have gone. We do hear that waggon-loads of it went away down the old road out of the Southfarthing, over Sarn Ford way. That would be the end o’ last year, after you left. But it had been going away quietly before that, in a small way. That Lotho-’
‘Now you shut up, Hob Hayward!’ cried several of the others. ‘You know talk o’ that sort isn’t allowed. The Chief will hear of it, and we’ll all be in trouble.’
‘He wouldn’t hear naught, if some of you here weren’t sneaks,’ rejoined Hob hotly.
‘All right, all right!’ said Sam. “That’s quite enough. I don’t want to hear no more. No welcome, no beer, no smoke, and a lot of rules and orc-talk instead. I hoped to have a rest, but I can see there’s work and trouble ahead. Let’s sleep and forget it till morning!’
— JRR Tolkien, The Scouring of the Shire
A golden opportunity to drop firearms, GTA missiles and antitank RPGs throughout the NK countryside...
Many years ago I spent a week in the South Korean Navy as an Instructor/Observer when we sold them one of our Ships.
Those folks did not need an Instructor on how to Operate anything. They were training and working out every waking minute and absolutely despised North Korea, just looking for a fight.
Today it is even better, South Korea is Well Fed, Well Armed, Right and Motivated.
I learned to Truly Love South Korea in that one week, best Sailors, Motivated and Very good. Super friendly and when work was done and we got back to Port, they took me to their homes to meet the Families and it was Great, I have never been back but I sure want to ... that was 1975 or 76 so I am thinking things have really changed since then but I still want to go back. I have been hooked on Kimchee and I make my own (Secret is skip the Oriental Peppers and just use Sirachi Sauce) or buy it from the local Mart if you want the original fermented (Good Stuff).