Right, so Donald Trump needed this war to look like a win, since nothing says "stable genius" quite like turning a bloodbath into a campaign ad. He bombed Iran, declared a ceasefire, and right away began selling the entire fiasco as quick, tidy, and a real bargain in American lives. Iran was supposedly shattered. The missiles were apparently vaporised. Victory secured. Mission accomplished, just without the aircraft carrier or the ridiculously large banner this time. Then four more US soldiers came home in flag-draped cases, and suddenly Trump's neat little victory story had a numbers problem. Cheap. Controlled. Practically a Black Friday doorbuster in the bloodshed aisle-get yours while supplies last. Then these four soldiers came home, stubbornly refusing to stay off the balance sheet like a bad debt Trump cannot write off. Trump stood at Dover ...