We Bombed a Bridge Twice — Second Time While the Rescue Workers Were On It

There is a thing called a double-tap strike. I did not know this term before this week and I wish I still didn’t.

What it means is: you bomb something. Then you wait. Then you bomb it again — right when the people trying to help the wounded have shown up. The rescue workers. The paramedics. The folks who ran toward the smoke because that’s what decent people do.

That’s what happened yesterday on the B1 suspension bridge in Karaj. Eight people killed. Nearly a hundred wounded. The second bomb came about an hour after the first, right when the emergency crews were in the middle of it.

I’ve been trying to find the right words for that all morning and I keep coming up empty.

Now — same day — we find out Trump told his own aides he’d consider ending the war without even securing the Strait of Hormuz. The Strait. The whole reason we’re supposedly there. The thing he posted expletives about two days ago. He’d walk away without it. Just musing out loud to the people around him like it’s a thought experiment.

And when allies pushed back about oil access, he told them — I am not making this up — “go get your own oil.”

Go get your own oil.

That’s the foreign policy. That’s the strategy from the man bombing bridges twice and giving the same speech every night. Go get your own oil.

I’ve had customers walk out without paying. I’ve had people complain about eggs that were cooked exactly how they ordered them. I have seen some truly baffling behavior in this diner. But I have never in my life told someone who needed something, “go get it yourself,” and then also blown up the road they’d have to use to get there.

Coffee’s hot. Comes with the seat. That’s more than some folks are offering right now.