My guess would be . . . Munich, 1938!
What do I win?
BTW it would be difficult to top this phrase for some sort of Neo-Con Unselfconscious Irony Award: “Fanatics aren’t deterred by the disapproval of men of moderation or refinement.”
The funny thing is that the whole column is structured around the idea that Russia isn’t like the Nazis because there are no Nazis around these days. Except in Wingnuttia, that argument is going to go over like a lead zeppelin, so whaddaya know by the end of 750 words we’re somehow back in England in 1938, looking for Winston Churchill. Again.
I don’t know the first thing about this conflict (or rather everything I know is based on Rob’s excellent blogging on the subject), but there are few rules in life more dependable than that if William Kristol is advocating something it’s almost certainly a good idea to do the opposite.