Ah, my friends, and Oh, my foes.. after midnight of a wintry eve, Ode am die Freud on the stereo, and a stream of consciousness.
horizontal space Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door –
Only this, and nothing more.’Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; – vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost Lenore –
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore –
Nameless here for evermore
But this is something I recreated from memory, it was a “smart” tee-shirt they sold at the BX, kind of an Air Force version of Wally World.
Kill Your Comrade, why the hell not?
See, they teach you to “Get Mad, fight back” and they reinforce it, over and over… but what happens when the conflict you’re resolving happens to be with your comrades? Your neighbor? Your wife, kids, pets, random strangers at the mall? They boo-hoo and ask lots of questions like “How could this happen here? How could a U.S. Soldier flip out and just start killing his fellow soldiers at Ft Hood?”
It’s simple, you teach that Extreme Violence is a valid way to resolve any conflict. Your buddy snores? Farts at the chow hall? blow him away!!
Puts nicknames on you reflecting of your race, ethnicity, religion, like Sand-Nigger, Rag-head, Muzzle Monkey? Blow him away!
That goes equally for the so-called “christian” soldiers who are going around feeling all persecuted, who have come HERE to this weblog and expressed the thought that All Muslims Should be Killed! (one suggested crucifixion… nice touch, asshole.)
See, you kids run an equal danger of one day just flipping out and killing your comrades. Some of you have already threatened.
And, of course, it doesn’t end with blowing away your friends at “work”.
Those of you who listen to Fox for instance are constantly being urged to Kill Americans who don’t support your war. Chickenhawks who never put on a uniform (unless it was part of a Sex fantasy) sending you to kill and die in foreign lands for their profit, and, oh, just by the way, saying that Americans who don’t tell you that are Traitors and you know, Treason is a capital offense. They’ll tell you we’re the Enemy and that we’re Terrorists and that you’re supposed to Kill the Enemy.
What’s next, somebody with long hair doesn’t come up to you and thank you for “giving us our freedom” … it eats at you. Day after day you pass this guy and he never once does what the Right Wing Hate Radio and newspaper and TV ChickenHawks tell him to do. He must be a Commie Rat-bastard Traitor, probably has a lab in his garage where he makes IEDs to send to Iraq….
Yeah, blow him away… that’s the ticket… He’s not a REAL American anyway, Sarah Palin said so. And then after that, you can go home and kill your wife and kids because they’re not grateful enough or don’t understand, yeah, that’s the Ticket.
DEATH! DEATH! KEEELLL THEM ALL! BWAAAAHAAAHAAAAHAAAAHAAAA!!
And then there’ll be pictures of you on TV, your C.O. will be saying “I don’t understand, he seemed to be a model soldier…” and crying relatives of the dead, including any of your own relatives that you didn’t get around to shooting, looking in the camera and sobbing Why? Why? Why? and the Chaplain offering counselling to all your friends…
Just scroll up and look at the picture… Not so Damn Funny now, is it?
