High in a hollowed out mountain, in the Himalayas, in a vast vaulted room, sat an ancient wrinkled dragon. Into this chamber marched a military contingent of generals. Just before it spoke the dragon stretched languidly. " How proceeds my master plan?' The dragon hissed. The most decorated and high ranking general answered. " It goes better than our wildest hopes. Our enemy thinks only of the instant gratification of the moment. We have lulled their senses with the promise of cheap labor and high profits. Their greed is so extreme they have gladly given over their manufacturing base even to the point of having their former employees show us how to operate the machinery they have sent us. Their once dynamic country is now incapable of making anything of value. "Yes but what of their guarded military secrets?" Asked the smiling lizard. " The secrets we cannot buy our cyber agents obtain through hacking." " And the plan to bankrupt them?"" They borrow our money instead of taxing their wealthiest billionaires just as you said." The dragon using his best imitation of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons said," Excellent!"The generals turned as one and paraded from the dragons lair confident in the knowledge that this slow motion war was being won without firing a shot.
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