President Trump was in the Oval Office when his
telephone rang, "Hello, President Trump," a heavily accented
voice said, "This is Archie, up 'ere at the Harp Seal Pub in
Badger's Cove, Newfoundland, Canada, eh?
"I am callin' to tells ya dat we
are officially declaring war on ya!"
"Well, Archie," The Donald
said, "This is indeed important news! How big is your army?"
"Right now," said
Archie, after a moment's calculation, "there's myself, me cousin
Harold, me next-door neighbour Mick, and the whole dart team from the
pub. That makes eight!"
Donald paused. "I must tell
you Archie that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my
command."
"Wow," said
Archie. "I'll have t' call ya back!" Sure
enough, the next day, Archie called again.
"Mr. Trump, the war is still
on! We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment! We have two
combines, a bulldozer, and Harry's farm tractor."
President Trump sighed. "I
must tell you Archie, that I have 16,000 tanks and 14,000 armed personnel
carriers. Also, I've increased my army to one and a half million since we
last spoke."
"Lord above," said
Archie, "I'll be gettin' back at ya." Sure
enough, Archie rang again, the next day. "President Trump, the
war is still on! We have managed to git ourselves airbourne! We up
an' modified Harrigan's ultra-light wit a couple of shotguns in the cockpit,
and four boys from da Legion have joined us as well !"
Donald was silent for a minute and
then cleared his throat. "I must tell you, Archie, that I have
10,000 bombers and 20,000 fighter planes. Huge. My military complex
is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And you need
to know, since we last spoke, I've increased my army to TWO MILLION!"
"Jumpins, Lord tunderin!"
"Two million, ye say!!" said Archie. "I'll have
ta call youse back.
Sure enough, Archie called again, the
next day. "President Trump! I am sorry to have to tell
ya dat we have had to call off dis 'ere war."
"I'm sorry to hear that,"
said Donald. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
"Well, sir," said Archie, "we've all sat ourselves down and
had a long chat over a bunch of pints, and come to realize dat dere's no way we
can feed two million prisoners."
Now, it is true that the Canadian Forces are small but mighty. They are rather confident in their capabilities, and they do punch far above their weight.
Indeed, apocryphally, the Geneva Convention was started because of the Canadian military, who refer to it even today as the Geneva Checklist.
But in reality, should the Canadians kick off Defence Scheme No. 1 and War Plan Red ever gets dusted off and updated in return, this can only end one way: