The United Nations, in a stunning display of stating the bleeding obvious, has confirmed what anyone with a pulse and a newspaper subscription already knew: Myanmar's army has been on a six-month killing spree, racking up a body count of over 700 civilians. That's roughly 117 souls per month, or four per day for those of you scoring at home on your abacus made of shattered dreams. Britain, ever the conscientious objector to mass murder when it's not our own doing, has leapt into action with a fresh round of sanctions against the junta.
Because nothing says 'stop slaughtering your people' quite like freezing the bank accounts of men who probably don't even have Netflix logins. The generals, presumably, will now be forced to reconsider their career choices over a lukewarm cup of instant coffee, rather than the blood of their countrymen. One can only hope the sanctions include a ban on comically oversized epaulettes, because those too are a crime against humanity.
As the bodies pile up in Myanmar, the international community claps itself on the back for a sternly worded press release and a bit of financial inconvenience. Bravo, chaps. Jolly good show.
