Dim Dung-coon, the Fat-Boy Geek, Stalin's Mini-Me, and the Gook Hitler, is holding all of Western Civilization hostage, especially South Korea, Japan, and America. In negotiating with the West, he says, in effect: "Let me enslave and brutalize 25 million helpless innocents, while I live like the most corrupt, disgusting, and decadent King ever, or I'll nuke your pitiful major cities, and gleefully slaughter you by the millions!"
The "deal" this loathsome insect and clownish psychopath always and only wants is this: "Don't assassinate or overthrow me, and I solemnly promise (he-he-he!) not to nuke you." But this is an act of appeasement, and submission, to raw evil which the West can properly never make.
On the one hand, we desperately don't want to glow. On the other hand, we virtually don't give a tinker's damn about the beyond-miserable 25 million North Koreans living in their unspeakable dictatorship. So, on the surface, it seems like we should make a deal with this admittedly hideous, despicable, soulless monster.
But such a choice would be a stunning personal humiliation for the West, as well as a freely-chosen, unforgivable act of pure evil. And we all know this.
Plus we also know that Needledick, Lardass, Demonseed Tom Thumb is just like his hyper-evil poppa and grand-poppa: He breaks every promise and deal he ever makes. So even if we wanted to betray and sell-out 25 million semi-innocents in North Korea, in order to save our own sorry, sissified, submissive asses, we couldn't do it.
But the question still arises: What do we do now? And how in the hell is it someone so ineffably weak and universally hated -- just one against 25 million, or even a billion -- can hold off, and even rather dominate, something so seemingly strong, powerful, magnificent, and beloved as all of Western Civilization?