Challenging my NAFTA paragraph, my brother took issue with "good little Canadians were the weak other". He implied that I was behaving like the 90 pound weakling, lying on the beach with his Softwood Lumberette girl friend and Donald Trump (aiias Charles Atlas) the muscular bully was kicking sand in my eye.
I don't really mind being conflated with Canada, or Thucydides, but not the 90 pound weakling. Besides, it was Thucydides, not me that said right solutions can only come from disputants of equal power. However the fact that Thucydides may be right is a challenge for our country that sand not be kicked in our eye and that power does not come exclusively from having the most Triremes available in the water. In addition, sand cannot get in the eye so easily, if you are standing up at the time of the kicking.