The Eschaton debacle — "Ingersoll now makes a show of…"
Ingersoll now makes a show of examining the tiny nails of his left hand and casually suggests that IRLIBSYR has just scored a direct 5-megaton contact-burst against SOVWAR’s entire launch capacity, namely Air Marshal Ann Kittenplan, and that plus also AMNAT’s own launch capacity, plus both Combatants’ ordnance and heads of state, all lie well within the blast’s kill-radius—which by Ingersoll’s rough calculations extends from the Ivory Coast to the doubles alley’s Senegal. Unless of course that kill-radius is somehow altered by the possible presence of climatic snow, he adds, beaming.
Context
Ingersoll's defense of the assault, and the scene's most vicious equivocation: a girl's actual head reclassified as "SOVWAR's entire launch capacity," a kill-radius measured from the Ivory Coast to the doubles alley's Senegal, and Penn's snow claim weaponized as a taunt in the final sentence. He isn't confusing map and territory — he's arbitraging the difference, which is worse.