A wonderful hour ruined by my own accuracy on the Georgia - Russia conflict

I was driving back from a cricket match in the Cotswolds this evening and listened to a wonderful hour of classic radio four. First there was the epic story of the USSR state symphony orchestra playing at the Proms in 1968 the day after the USSR had invaded Czechoslovakia, in retaliation to Dubcek's Prague Spring. This was the first time that the Orchestra had played at the Proms and was lead by Svetlanov, who was considered a party man. To make matters even more controversial, Rostropovich was due to play Dvorak, the Czech composer's Cello Concerto. There were protests, which Tariq Ali organized, and a huge amount of tension. When Rostropovich began to play everyone fell silent as he visibly cried whilst he played. He later said that through his tears he saw Czech's being killed by the Soviet Military. Through his music he demonstrated what he could not say, articulating beautifully the dashed hopes of a generation of Europeans.
If you can find the program, I thoroughly recommend listening to it. It was certainly one of the best 30 minutes of radio I've heard in a while.
After this came Last Words, and obit program, which ran stories of Bill Cotton, Mahmoud Darwish, Howard Rosen, and PC Johnie Jones. This was the BBC and radio at its best. I felt I had spent an hour entertained, moved, excited, and left with much to contemplate.
Then...
The News.
Item number 2.
Angela Merkel, Chancellor of Germany, has today stated that Georgia can join NATO if it wishes. I hit my leg a little too hard, struck by that shocking moment when it turns out you were right, but desperately wished you were not. Like finding out that, as you'd suspected, your girlfriend has cheated on you.
Georgian policy goal: achieved. US policy goal: achieved. The New Cold War: one step closer. Me: miserable.

In case you missed it, here is where I was right.