Bomb 'em, beat 'em up, starve 'em, . . .
cut off their water, electricity.
Then throw 'em a bandage and candy bar.
Do a little self-congratulatory sack dance, high-fives all around, bend over and let them kiss, talk about how great life is.
Call it "compassionate conservativism".
Arf (Them "thousand points of light" are cruise missiles landing on 'em.)