Saturday, November 13, 2010
There is a moment before reality kicks in, a peaceful clarity that today I can do anything; that there is nothing that cannot be achieved.. All I need to do is smile at someone and they will be happy.....give away a simple dime to insure someone's well being, tell a joke and ease a pain, laugh and make the rain stop.
But then my feet hit the floor and I resolve to just watch football and drink beer.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
But it gave me pause. I thought just a little about the cheap kind of Patriotism the guy tried to pass off. It wasn't new. I heard that shit before and I'm sure I will hear it again.
The real deal, though, is I do support our troops. I would love to support them all the way home. And I am not a 'dis-band' the army kind of guy. We unfortunately need soldiers. And unfortunately, they all seem young. Anyways, in a couple of days it's Veteran's Day, or Armistice Day, or Wave-Your- Fucking- Flag Day.... the 11th minute of the 11th hour of the 11th day when in 1918 the War to End All Wars Ended. Hmmmmmmm.... that didn't work out, huh.
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
Been a soldier for a thousand years.
He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.
And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way
And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.
Now the thing that getz me....war doesn't kill a bunch of middle aged men.... it kills young people. And it is the young who must wake up and decide they do not want to die. Or grow up and see their children die. We need a lotta things in this world..... and one of them is NOT more dead Veterans to remember.
But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.
He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way to put and end to war.I aint marching anymore