The Iran war has plunged its chief aggressors into a funk. Or into what my father called cloud cuckoo land. They are furious that Iran is firing back at them. Let’s recap. The United States and Israel, miffed at the slow progress of nuclear talks, decided enough was enough and launched preemptive strikes on a nation that lacks a functional air force and depends almost exclusively on missiles and drones. Good-guy warplanes bombed the capital and assassinated the country’s longstanding Islamic leader. According to the cuckoo land script, a stunned Iran should have immediately capitulated and allowed for the creation of an America-friendly government. Instead, mean old Iran has done the unthinkable. It has defended itself and even dispatched missiles into Arab states with close U.S. ties. But listen up, ladies and gentlemen: This is called war. It’s no video game. Imagine California attacking Texas to then become annoyed when Texas, its governor killed, fights back. Most nations have pride and emotion. Few invite sworn enemies to a cookout. Russia has sought to break Ukraine’s will for four years and has so far failed, losing at least 200,000 men in the process. In all likelihood, this Iranian government will eventually be overwhelmed by superior firepower, and when that time comes, the aggressors will claim “Mission Accomplished.” But until then Iran has the right to fight in any way it can. To think otherwise is to take up residence in the cuckoo’s nest.