Trump promised peace. He delivered a war entering its sixth month, and the bill is landing on your kitchen table.

Five months of strikes against Iran have cost nearly $40 billion. The Pentagon is coming back to Congress for another $67 billion. The president put the trade-off in his own words: “We’re fighting wars. It’s not possible for us to take care of daycare, Medicaid, Medicare… We have to take care of one thing: military protection.” Those are his words, not mine. Daycare, Medicaid, Medicare, or bombs. He chose.

Now, I’m just a simple man who runs an auto shop, but I know what it looks like when a customer keeps putting parts on a credit card and hoping the engine holds together. That is what the Pentagon is doing with your money. Thirty-seven billion in the hole, hand out for sixty-seven billion more, and not a single clear word from the White House about what victory looks like or when it ends.

The costs are not abstract. Brent crude is up nearly 40 percent since the war started. Gasoline costs 37 percent more. Diesel is up 40 percent. Every truck that brings parts to my shop burns diesel. Every mother driving her kids to school burns gasoline. Every farmer running equipment across the Piedmont burns diesel. That 37 percent at the pump is a tax on working people, and nobody voted for it. In Britain, gas prices spiked 50 percent in July alone. Protests over fuel costs have shut down transport from Ireland to Kenya.

Think about what that means at the household level. A delivery driver putting 400 miles a week on a truck that gets 18 miles to the gallon was spending around $100 a week on fuel before the war. Now that same driver is spending $137. That is $150 a month gone from a budget that was already tight. For a family making $45,000 a year, that is not a rounding error. That is the difference between making rent and falling behind. That is the kid’s school supplies getting cut. That is the co-pay at the doctor’s office getting deferred.

And the money flowing out of your community is flowing into somebody’s pocket. The defense contractors are not feeling this pain. Lockheed Martin, RTX, General Dynamics — their stock prices track upward with every new supplemental request. Their executives will make their quarterly earnings calls. Their lobbyists will walk the halls of Congress while your town council debates which road repair to defer because fuel costs ate the paving budget. The congressional committees writing these checks are not choosing between war funding and their own children’s daycare. They are choosing between war funding and yours.

I remember what the promise was when Third Infantry Division crossed into Iraq in 2003. Swift and decisive. It was not swift. It was not decisive. The objectives kept shifting while the operations continued for years, and the same regional pattern is happening now: the Houthis claiming a blockade over a second shipping chokepoint, the theater stretching from the Gulf to the Red Sea, the conflict bleeding outward. Sun Tzu said it plainly in Chapter 2 of The Art of War: there is no instance of a country having benefited from prolonged warfare. The commander who does not know when to stop will exhaust his treasury and his people. We are watching that happen in real time, and the treasury being exhausted is ours.

Eighteen Americans are dead. The Pentagon appears to be undercounting even that number. No reliable count of Iranian civilian casualties exists in the public record. The column that laid out these figures did not address what is happening to the people on the receiving end of those strikes, and that silence is its own kind of accounting.

Eisenhower warned us about this in his farewell address of January 17, 1961. He called it the military-industrial complex and said the potential for “unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought” would persist. But most people forget what else he said: “Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry can compel the proper meshing of the huge industrial and military machinery of defense with our peaceful methods and goals.” The alert and knowledgeable citizenry is the part that was supposed to do its job. Your job and mine.

The institutional appetite behind this war is not mysterious. It is a pipeline: contractors building the weapons, lobbyists shaping the contracts, think tanks staffed by former Pentagon officials writing the analysis that justifies the next round of spending, congressional committees holding the purse and cutting deals. The $67 billion request will not disappear with a new president. The pipeline knows how to feed itself. Bacevich documented the pattern in Washington Rules: the bipartisan institutional commitment to global military preeminence does not change with administrations. It changes only when citizens decide it changes. Eisenhower saw the machinery from the inside. He managed the Cold War with restraint because he understood what permanent mobilization costs. We are paying that cost now — $40 billion and counting, 40 percent at the pump, and a government that tells you it cannot afford daycare while it writes another check to the same people who profit from every round of escalation.

Tuchman called it folly in The March of Folly: policy contrary to the self-interest of the state, pursued when alternatives are available, by a group rather than an individual, persisting past the point where contrary evidence is available. That is where we are. The contrary evidence is in your gas receipt, your grocery bill, your kid’s school supply list, and the roads in your town that will not get paved this year because the money went somewhere else.

The machine will keep running until citizens make it stop. That has always been the job. Eisenhower said so. The question is whether we are willing to do it.