(it’s a salute before anyone thinks anything of it)
Salute to my dad, WWII Cpl., RIP. Love and miss you.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
This is a lovely and respectful picture, but I challenge all of you to ask “does it have to come to this?” Do we *have* to send our young men and women off to die and kill others in endless wars?
I don’t deny that there are bad people in the world, and good people will sometimes suffer standing up to their evil, but we’ve turned war into a business, turned death and destruction into a normal course of life. And for what? A friend of mine just came back from peaceably visiting Iran as a civilian on a cultural mission. He was not threatened with his life despite visiting an “enemy.” Tens of thousands of Americans travel everywhere and anywhere on the globe and are SAFE every year. And it’s extremely rare (though it *does* happen, see 9/11), that an “enemy” confronts us on our own turf.
Yet we still kill and are killed in “war.” It’s not a game, it’s lives, both civilian and military (both of which are valuable). When will we stop this madness?
When chimps take over the world.
Look at history and point out one time period in which we humans DIDN’T have some kind of armed conflict (not “war,” because you know, because Korea and Vietnam weren’t “wars,” they were “police actions”).
Actually it would probably be the same if not worse if chimps took over the world, and considering our ancestry, in a way they have.
Chimps appear to be patriarchally structured, often violent, territorial and are known to kill their kind in gang warfare and steal females.
Perhaps better to consider bonobos as an end to the madness.
They seem to have a matriarchal structure, to solve their issues with intimacy and have much lower levels of aggression compared to other apes.
Humans seem to sit in the middle of this as a third chimpanzee of sorts with our mix of extraordinary compassion and violence.
The only thing that can stop a bad ape from flinging poo is a good ape flinging poo.
Or a gun, I guess. You could gun down all poo-flinging apes. That would work. Or throwing stars. Beer bottles, even.
What were we talking about?
I dunno…maybe that’s a start. Maybe not calling it war indicates we’ve evolved enough to have disgust for war, even if we still wage it in some way. History is not destiny, and all that.
Bronc, thank you for keeping it respectful and in the true spirit of the day…even if that day isn’t really until Friday…
If I have to be wished “Happy Memorial Day” by one more person, I’m going to lose it. There’s nothing “happy” about remembering those whose lives were forever changed — or ended — by war.
Remembering my father, HMC **** ** ******, USN Retired, 1935-2007. He didn’t die in Vietnam, but he never really came home completely.
Bronc, could you please redact my dad’s name for me? I forgot where I was (the interwebz) for a moment.
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