You read a lot about arms shipments these days. Some of us have the wars, some of us have the means to keep them going. It’s an innate tension in the economy, custom-designed to generate profit somewhere.

Often, but not always, arms shipments arrive according to a plan or an agreed-upon objective or alliance. There’s usually some rationale for shipping arms. President Trump had been shipping arms to Israel for quite a while now, continuing our legacy shipment of weapons of war, so there’s tradition involved. There are those who question our military support of a country actively committing genocide at this point, but it doesn’t mean Trump doesn’t have his own sound reasoning here. For instance, he is supporting a key portion of his base, the evangelical Christians, who believe the success of the state of Israel is scripture-bound to hasten the End Times they so fervently hope for—a blessed state wherein they are elevated and the scum of the earth, a.k.a. the rest of us, are left behind. Trump doesn’t care about evangelical Christians any more than he does anyone else, including some of his own children, but he does like to accessorize with them. And, to boot, he is all about hastening the End Times—witness his declaration of global warming as a hoax.

So all that’s consistent. In other areas, Trump’s embrace of arms shipment is more scattershot. We were all set to ship arms to Ukraine a while back before they even had a war perpetrated all over them. President Zelenskyy saw it coming and said Please Sir could he buy some of our arms?

President Trump said he would gladly ship arms to Zelenskyy if he could just scrape up some dirt on his potential political opponent’s son. Who knows, there probably was a little dirt. And if not, fabricated dirt works just as well. It was an uncomfortable situation for President Z and it led to an impeachment of President T and I’m not sure where or if the arms were shipped, but in any case President Putin slapped a big fat war on Ukraine and the whole subject of arms shipments came up again.

Reason you read about it a lot is that the situation changes every time our president takes a dump. You bet, we’re shipping arms to Ukraine! No wait! Other countries should ship the arms. They can purchase our arms and ship them. [dump] No wait! You aren’t getting any of our arms. I talked to my friend Vlad and you don’t get arms until you apologize for starting a war by not offering up your entire country once you were invaded. Shame on you! [dump] Screw Vlad. He’s keeping me from that peace prize. Have some arms. [dump] No wait!

Well, at this point, nobody knows what to expect with respect to arms shipments. Most worrisome, even seasoned major arms merchants are not able to plan for their future expenditures and compensation, and all that slows down the economical growth of the WMD segment. How can you make a killing in such a climate? You can’t plan if you don’t know what the president’s next dump is going to be like.

And no one knows that better than a woman in Kentucky who recently received a shipment of arms. She had ordered medical supplies, and when she opened the box on her porch and discovered some human arms and a few fingers on ice, she was probably disappointed. It’s not what you’re looking for if you need drugs for a bum ticker. Were it me, and I received a box of human remains, I would certainly check first to see if it looked like anyone I knew. Because in that case I would have to conclude I was being sent a message. Nevertheless the Kentucky woman merely contacted the authorities straightaway to complain about her errant medical supplies, and it was soon determined that the arms and fingers she did receive were intended to go to a research facility for surgical training. Which at least makes sense. The intended facility did get their arms a few days late.

Ukraine is still wondering where theirs went.