May 25th, 2015. I am
looking through news articles, and images of white tombstones, and widows lying
down next to them with babies in their arms, and crying family members
embracing because of the fallen. Through all of that, one thing in particular
grabbed me, “every day is memorial day”.
Okay, I thought, maybe it is. See I go to a public university that is funded
and subsidized through tax dollars of the generous souls of Seattle, and the greater state of Washington. Washington is in the upper left corner, which resides in the United States of America. The
University of Washington itself does not formally recognize Memorial Day. They have a gathering
and recognition of sorts for Veterans Day, but not Memorial Day, up until this year, (yet was put on by the Veteran's Group, and received donated mini flags from the student Republicans). Sure, I didn’t
have to go to class, which was appreciated, but that’s only because it’s a
nationally appointed holiday. But as an objective bystander how can I not
acknowledge this blunder? Why isn’t there a fucking parade, why aren’t large
gatherings people weeping at the bottom of flagpoles? Instead we go to beaches,
or a 3-day vacation and raise our hotdogs, and lite American crafted beers
towards Jesus, and the heavens and bugle, “GOD BLESS AMERICA!”
God
bless the place where a few pathetic pansy ass men sit in air conditioned rooms
with staff to the end of time, and anything anybody would ever want, and push
buttons to send young men to die in jungles, sand shit holes, or wherever the
next “enemy” lies, all for the few beast’s delusional escapades. Sending drones
of lives to the front of hell to die for their name, and the nation of the free. And for-fucking-get even the idea
of Bush, or Obama out there in the sand dunes of Iraq or Afghanistan in a flak jacket
gripping the trigger of a 50 cal. screaming at the circling bald eagles above,
“FOR LIFE, AND FOR LIBERTY!”
But, hey, you either fight them there, or
fight them here. Yes, maybe, perhaps. But would anyone want to fight us
before we try and eliminate them? Maybe, but how can we even start to figure
that out when we bring the initial fire almost every damn time? Burning full
villages with the simple drop of napalm ripping the flesh of disintegrating
babies, or a miscalculated drone strike taking out a family and plowing them
down into the jihad hell they woke from.
If
you look at the numbers, and accounts, the great nation of truth, and liberty
has been killing the unfortunate for majority of its reign. Nation of peace?
No. Nation of justice, perhaps, depending on the self titled patriot you ask.
Take
it as you may, but I love this country. I have attempted to reap every benefit
that sits in front of me. I come from Veteran parents that signed their lives
away for 4 years, which is more than I can say as I sit behind these keys. I
just am afraid of us red, white, and bluers getting away from what actually
matters, and falling into the generational façade that seems to be encroaching
on the horizon. Caring more about a double tap, and a simple-minded click than
what’s actually happening around us.
I
went to dinner the other night, and sat around a table with a few family
members, and friends, totaling to 5. I looked up from my empty plate, and they
were all either looking at their digital handheld robots, or looking over the
shoulders of another. It made me sick, and sad, but I never mentioned a word,
and then forgot about it till just now. I am just as guilty as them of this
sinful act yet there seems to be nothing at all we can do about it. It’ll just
be a life long addiction like any unruly pleasure.
Sure,
I do, and we as a people of the USA have it a lot better, relatively, than most
around the world. Either by the hands of Uncle Sam, or some other external force.
But because we live in a nation like this it should give us, or at least lend
us a hand to freely bitch when we want to, for right or wrong, because nothing
is ever perfect, no matter how many times you go back to the previous draft, no
matter how many times you go to a museum and stare at the hand crafted painting
-- there will always be a fuck up with the man made. Never will there be a
right and wrong in the world, relativity is far too relative, but fuck it, if
it’ll ever stop me from trying to find the balance.
Perhaps
Memorial Day, shouldn’t just be seen as a recognition of the proud individuals
that either signed their lives away, or got their hands held to the fire until
they did so accordingly, but also to be a recognition of what they actually
did, so more don’t have to do the same, for similar reasons.
Always
question the fat cats of DC, and never if given the opportunity blow rainbows,
and butterflies up their asses rather than spit on their shoes with no shine.
Because they all went to their Ivy Leagues, and private schools, and it’ll be
the first time they ever met anyone that is outside their realm. Never forget
that they live within a world that us individuals are just numbers, and are
disposable given the circumstantial moment.
AND,
to summarize this shit storm most simply, last, but certainly not least, let’s
seal the borders from any more brown people of the south, we can’t have them
take more lazy white jobs. Then lets round up and exterminate the fags (because
The Good Lord would want us to). Let in the drugs that the DEA wants, and keep
funding our allies of the cartels, and nab any black street corner dealer that
even breathes in the direction of a police cruiser. Pave over the satanic
anti-abiding Middle East, aside from the manufactured Israel, and make a mega
Wal-Mart that’ll only sell false hope, and fabricated doctrine, because, of
course, we are the nation of the free, and the United States of The
Righteous.
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