One of the more disturbing aspects of the US-Israel-Iran war is that I find myself rooting, almost against my will and my better judgement, for Iran.
Now, I have no love of Iran - it is a benighted, repressive theocracy with anger management issues - but I have no love of either Israel or the USA either, and they are the ones responsible for starting this unprovoked and illegal war. It's also partly a habitual ingrained tendency to support the underdog in any confrontation or competition. So, when Israel or the US suffers a set-back in their military plans, I tend to respond with a - muted and rather shame-faced - cheer. Is that so wrong?
The war has been going on for a month now, much longer than Trump ever expected. Even though Trump says the Iranian army, navy, air-force and missile capability has been "obliterated", Iran is clearly still hanging on, unbowed and unrepentent.
In fact, in recent days, Iran's "non-existent" missiles and drones have been getting though Israel's formidable defences with more and more regularity, which has some military commentators wondering whether Israel's much-vaunted "Iron Dome" defence system hasn't been damaged by Iran.
Iranian missile strikes have found their way through to strategic cities like Tel Aviv, Dimona and Arad recently, successfully evading the layered network of detectors and interceptors shared by Israel, the US and its Gulf partners. It's possible that Israel's stock of interceptors is somewhat depleted after the prodigious barrage of missile attacks from the Iran and proxies like Hezbollah and the Houthis. That does seem likely, but, more and more, experts are positing the idea that the radars and sensors that underlie Israel's integrated air defence network might have been damaged, creating gaps in its detection ability, and leaving both Israel and US forces and assets much more vulnerable than was previously thought. Israel's airspace in particular suddenly seems penetrable, even by a wounded Iranian military. And you know what they say about wounded animals.
Don't get me wrong, I am not going to be out on the streets of Toronto at the weekend, chanting "Death to the American devils!" But it's hard not to feel a bit of righteous schadenfreude when the top-dog aggressors get their comeuppance.