Dominic Feron

When Winning Stopped Meaning What It Used To

Two empires, two wars, the same surprise.

Russia crossed into Ukraine in February 2022 expecting to take Kyiv in three days. Four years on it has spent hundreds of thousands of casualties and something like seven percent of GDP on defense, and Ukraine now reaches back to hit refineries and airfields deep inside Russia. In 2026 the United States started its own quick war against Iran with an even bigger edge in men and money — and it too is finding that the map after the first month looks nothing like the plan.

Both attackers were far stronger. Both are losing the thing they actually went to war for. I don’t think that’s luck. It’s a pattern old enough to have a founding book.

Clausewitz wrote it down in 1832: war is the continuation of politics by other means. We quote the line so often it has gone soft, but it still has teeth. You don’t win by smashing the enemy’s army. You win by getting the political thing you wanted. The Americans won every big battle in Iraq after 2003, caught Saddam, and spent more than two trillion dollars to hand the region a more Iran-friendly state than the one they knocked over. Russia took Mariupol and Bakhmut and moved Ukrainian opinion not one inch toward giving up.

Winning the fights and losing the war — that’s the oldest trap there is. So what changed to make it snap shut so much harder now?

Start with the cheapest thing on the field. A first-person-view drone costs about five hundred dollars and often kills a tank worth a hundred times that. A Shahed drone costs far less than the missile you fire to stop it. Play that out over a long war and the whole logic of attrition turns over: the side with more factories, not shinier gear, outlasts the other. The West spent thirty years building small, high-end, just-in-time forces. Ukraine went through artillery shells faster than American plants could refill the shelves — about two million 155mm rounds shipped, stocks scraped bare. 1917 came back, this time carrying a quadcopter.

Then there’s the sky that no longer hides anything. Cheap satellite photos from Maxar and Planet, plus a Starlink dish in every trench, mean armies see each other coming. Russia’s plan to grab Kyiv fast fell apart partly because the defenders knew exactly where the columns were. The fog of war Clausewitz called permanent has partly lifted — and nothing got more decisive because of it. Seeing everything froze the front instead of opening it.

Now guess which side all that seeing helps most.

It helps the watchers, and more and more the watching public. When a guy with a laptop and Bellingcat can confirm a failed strike within the hour, a government can’t quietly bury its own defeats anymore. The political bill for a botched campaign lands at home in real time, before the spin does.

Here’s the deeper idea, the one that changes how you read the rest. Thomas Schelling, in Arms and Influence back in 1966, said war isn’t really about destroying things — it’s haggling, and violence is just how the two sides work on each other’s pain to reach a deal. If he’s right, then “winning” was never about wiping out the enemy. It was about getting a better deal at the end. Neither Moscow in 2014 nor Washington in 2003 seemed to hold that thought in its head. They mixed up the power to hurt someone with the power to make him do what you want — and hurting people, it turns out, is a weak lever against a people who think they’re fighting to survive.

Robert Pape made the smaller version of that case in Bombing to Win: air power almost never breaks a people’s will, least of all when the war feels like life and death to them. Kosovo took seventy-eight days of bombing in 1999 to move Milošević, and people still argue whether that was a win or just very expensive arm-twisting. Cutting off the head is worse. Kill the leader — Saddam in 2003, Gaddafi in 2011 — and you usually get a broken country full of fighters, not a surrender. Colin Powell’s “Pottery Barn rule,” you break it you own it, was meant as a warning about Iraq, and the people who most needed to hear it waved it away.

Which brings us to the trap that keeps eating strong armies alive: holding the ground you took. Huge firepower flattens a regular army in weeks. Then you have to sit on a population that hates you, and now you have to win every single day while the guy shooting at you only has to stay alive. Vietnam ran that math into the ground — good kill ratios, and Tet in 1968 a battlefield beating for the Viet Cong that still broke American nerve back home. Counting bodies is not the same as winning. Afghanistan dragged the same lesson out over twenty years, about two and a half thousand Americans dead and some two trillion dollars, and Kabul still fell in a weekend.

You can even lose without holding any ground, without a frontline at all. The Houthis, a rebel group in Yemen, took off-the-shelf drones and missiles into the Red Sea in 2023 and pushed roughly fifteen percent of the world’s sea trade onto the long route around Africa; shipping rates for a container jumped more than two hundred percent over the year before, and the strongest navy on earth ended up firing million-dollar missiles at hardware-store threats. Big effect, tiny price.

So can modern wars be won at all?

Yes — but look at which ones. The Gulf War in 1991: a UN green light, a narrow goal (push Iraq out of Kuwait), good terrain, a huge local edge, and out the door in forty-two days. Nagorno-Karabakh in 2020: forty-four days, one specific patch of land, a clear drone advantage, and no dream of remaking a foreign society afterward. The winners kept their goals small enough that force could actually deliver them.

That’s the lesson to relearn, and it’s not exciting. Match what you want to what you’ve got. Call victory a deal, not a conquest. Build your way out before you need it — the hardest political move of all, because a leader who admits a war can’t be won usually loses his job for saying so. That’s exactly why Nixon kept Vietnam going while quietly negotiating on the side. The pull is always to keep fighting until events force an ugly ending.

Maybe this really is a turning point, the end of the age of clean victories. Or maybe it’s just an in-between spell, with the generals’ playbook a few years behind the drones and the sensors, until someone works out how to hide and move again.

I wouldn’t bet the house on either. But I’d put one question to the leaders reaching for the sword: after you break it, and you own it — then what?