Samantha Power Hillary Clinton Susan Rice
When shall we three meet againe? In Thunder, Lightning, or in Raine? When the Hurley-burley's done, When the Battaile's lost, and wonne.
Pat Buchanan is calling it the "three sisters war," but in its equivocal Shakespearian undertones I'd liken the Libyan adventure more to the weird sisters war. Weird to see Ms Power teaming with the "monster" Clinton; weird the way Obama, Macbeth-like, needs the prompting of women to get him to finally act; and weird, too, as New Republic notes, to see the spindle side of government so hawkish. That last bit of weirdness, however, is but a surface irony. The belligerent belles are all motivated, so they say, from humanitarian concerns. And rightly so. The ape must go! But there remains a deeper, damning irony in the spectacle of three of the most powerful feminists in America aiding and abetting the most sinister and ruthless group of misogynic Mohammedan misfits on the globe, al-qaeda. To quote again from Macbeth: