This is the first internet war.
Everybody says so. But what, exactly, does that mean?
The war is two weeks old. We've gone from euphoria to horror, from the perfect plan perfectly executed to uncertainty and discussions of defeat, from cakewalk to quagmire. And none of that happened on the ground. It happened on our 24/7 channels and all over our sticky web, any rumor and every story fed instantaneously from eyeball to eyeball, web-site to web-site, made-up mind to ever more confused mind.
More information, presented in more ways, and while pockets of info might be planned or planted, scripted or censored, no one has any control over the gestalt. There is no control.
Welcome, one and all, to the first unedited war. I pity the historians.