These here United States of America, take one day out of the year to remember the fallen soldiers who have served in the military. The country stands proud to salute the valor and courage portrayed by the men and women who fought bravely.
Excuse me a minute… I just threw up a little in my mouth.
OK – before anyone gets offended give me a minute. This will not be about minimizing the ultimate sacrifice many made, but about the atmosphere, conditioning and confusion which helps produce the possibility for such a day.
The memorial sentiment was appropriate when we were defending our land – I mean the Native Americans’ land – I mean God’s land, from the armies of other lands. It’s a little different now. If one can see past the tears welling up in their eyes and feel into the systematic marketing of the glory of the military, one will start to see some very different realities.
As the teens and pre-teens sit in the mega theaters and get ready to watch the latest Super Hero movie, they are serenaded by Kid Rock on the big screen singing “Warrior”. A “Pump me up, Scotty” ditty that gets the young hormones screaming even louder than natural while mixing in a deadly dose of adrenaline for good measure. Something the bullying population does not need right now. And of course it is American because you have the good ol’ boys driving NASCAR mixed in every other scene with the group that likes to blow shit up. So kickin’ ass is not only American, it’s sport! The molding of the young psyche. Video game anyone?
As President’s since Vietnam have rallied the troops and the folks back home to be pro-American around Vietnam, Cambodia, Iraq, Afghanistan and now Tripoli, the bumper stickers, T-shirts, clothes makers, screen writers, etc. have been on the band wagon to ride the sentimental wave of lucrative patriotism.
As high school senior’s try to craft their future, the recruiters are creating a masterpiece, telling a story that would have them believing what they would be doing for their country and themselves, is nothing short of a brilliant career choice, a character builder and couldn’t make their parents, girl/boy friends, aunts and uncles, teachers and peers any prouder – and guys, women love a uniform and a hero’s tale.
As home sick, disillusioned, regretful soldiers participate and watch their brothers and sisters follow inane orders that may lead to a life of partial bodies, broken minds and/or aggressive personalities, the money changers of the world watch their stocks in the military complex grow along with the prison population – another money-maker. And the homeless veterans try to get a ride to PADS for a meal and a warm place to sleep in the frozen north in February.
Our country is sick.
Our species is sick.
Look around. Where is anti-aggression (some call it peace) promoted and marketed with the same willful strategy war is. War is glorified, misrepresented and misunderstood.
“War is used to bring about peace.”
Ever hear that logic? That is how sick we are and the fact that profit is made off the bodies of our own species only amplifies the seriousness of the matter.
This Memorial Day boycott the parades. If you must go, bring a sign that says something like:
THERE IS ANOTHER WAY
FIGHTING FOR PEACE IS LIKE SCREWING FOR VIRGINITY or
IKE WAS RIGHT.
Talk to the young people and try to show them the forces that are grooming them to make that possibly fatal decision. Ask them what the “enemy” really did to deserve our might (and have them check their facts). Make them realize they’re being duped.
And ask yourself. Am I the dup-er or the dup-ee?
All we are saying…
For your perusal:
Wikipedia List of antiwar organizations
Vets for Peace