Larry Miller takes one sentence from Kofi Annan and squeezes all the schtoopidity out of it, in a fine example of the art of fisking: Well, It Was a Good Idea in ‘46.

“Violent military action by an occupying power against inhabitants of an occupied country will only make matters worse.”

—Kofi Annan, April 28, 2004

NOW THAT MAY NOT BE the undisputed, going-away, hands-down, dumbest thing ever said, but you have to admit it’s close.

In fact, there’s so much lush stupidity in it, the sum of the parts is greater than the whole. So let’s examine them that way. As a bonus, it actually shows us everything you always wanted to know about the United Nations but were afraid to ask.

“Violent military action …” As opposed to what? Non-violent military action? What kind of military action would the distinguished secretary general prefer? Saddam et Fils still in charge? Since they’re not (at no small loss of American and Coalition life), what would he like our forces to do? Leave the country immediately? To whom? The hundreds and thousands of Syrians and Yemenis and Saudis and Iranians who have spent the last year pouring over the borders and getting ready to joyously kill everyone they see?

Or should the Army and Marines stay to direct traffic, hand out blankets, learn how to say “Have a nice day” in Arabic, and let themselves get picked off two, five, and ten at a time for forever? (Like a poker game in Vegas, where the dealer keeps taking part of each pot, until the players realize no one has any money left, and the house has it all.)

The thing that’s driven me nuts over the last year is the thought that our leaders weren’t pressing the way they should, winning the way they should, making each precious loss count the way it should. Because being for or against this war may be an opinion, but here’s a fact: Either do this, or don’t, but if you do it, don’t do it halfway. As Napoleon said, “If you’re going to take Vienna, take Vienna.”

Ah, but you see, half measures are, in fact, exactly what Mr. Annan and the United Nations want, because that’s the way they work. Remember, this is the organization that literally and figuratively pulled its trucks over to the side of the road in Rwanda and let the jeeps full of machete-wielding murderers roll from town to town until they had hacked up all the screaming people they could find. Apparently, the U.N. follows some goofy Star Trek Prime Directive of “Never get involved.”

Hey, bonehead, the only reason there ought to be a United Nations in the first place is so that you do get involved, so that every so often you put your baby blue helmets in between the bad guys and the screaming people before they get chopped up. That’s the reason you have such a big, tall, pretty building in Manhattan, you know, not to go to cocktail parties on the Upper East Side and chat up the local, needy blondes.

I strongly encourage you to read the whole thing.