Regime Change
Power was irresistible to the Peace President, whose definition of being a Peace President including killing enemies (that created peace.) He had his military kill drug runners in speedboats instead of simply arresting them. He upped the ante by having his military invade a country and arrest its leader, bringing him back in the dead of night to the President’s country. Also the leader’s wife, as it was apparently a family thing. Then he attacked another country, killing its leaders.
Regime change is inviting, when you have power.
The history of the world is replete with powerful civilizations, armies on the land, navies on the sea, eventually fleets of planes in the air. They built monuments honouring themselves which dissolved into dust, forgotten or denied, to eventually be replaced by new monuments.
Power’s lure is undeniable, history’s failures repeated, people decimated. Power is a disease. It is Gollum’s ring. It is the ego beast, slumbering towards us, buried inside, needing only temptation to claw free.
Regime change is not difficult when you have enough missiles. It is easy. All you have to do is press a button.
What happens after? Perhaps you press another button.