eight troops killed
eight troops were killed recently. eight more assholes dead! might versus right!
god, i hate this war. this stupid war. i mean, what the fuck are we DOING over there? this is too much like vietnam.
i'm finally writing the part of my novel where nick is in vietnam. (novel main char are nick and penny, brother and sister who basically leave home at ages 18 and 19 in 1968.) and suddenly, because i'm so into my main character, i see "troop" to mean "guy." i see troop to mean guy i love. i don't have anyone in the military that i love, except my main character. and you writer types should know, a writer loves her main characters in a very intimate and up close and personal way.
and now i'm pissed! i'm pissed at u.s. world involvement, how we act like democracy is worth fighting for when really we're the same as our european imperialistic ancestors from whom we gained independence two hundred and, gasp, thirty one years ago. we act as if we want to help other countries govern themselves when really we want them to govern themselves so that our (oil) interests are protected.
in the meantime, what about those marines over there? the soldiers in vietnam knew it was pointless. they knew even as they were humping in the jungle that they would never stop the north vietnamese from fighting. they knew it wouldn't work. and they were right, less than two years after our retreat (after over TEN years of interferrance) north vietnam took over saigon. and that was that. now the whole thing is communist. we didn't change a single goddam thing! except maybe to make our enemy that much more ruthless and trained to kill.
r.i.p. casualties from today's war. r.i.p. soldiers who will get sick years from now from exposure to new technology. r.i.p. KIAs from the vietnam war and then again now. may the military leaders remember those soldiers are NOT simply TROOPS but PEOPLE when they make their big decisions.
god, i hate this war. this stupid war. i mean, what the fuck are we DOING over there? this is too much like vietnam.
i'm finally writing the part of my novel where nick is in vietnam. (novel main char are nick and penny, brother and sister who basically leave home at ages 18 and 19 in 1968.) and suddenly, because i'm so into my main character, i see "troop" to mean "guy." i see troop to mean guy i love. i don't have anyone in the military that i love, except my main character. and you writer types should know, a writer loves her main characters in a very intimate and up close and personal way.
and now i'm pissed! i'm pissed at u.s. world involvement, how we act like democracy is worth fighting for when really we're the same as our european imperialistic ancestors from whom we gained independence two hundred and, gasp, thirty one years ago. we act as if we want to help other countries govern themselves when really we want them to govern themselves so that our (oil) interests are protected.
in the meantime, what about those marines over there? the soldiers in vietnam knew it was pointless. they knew even as they were humping in the jungle that they would never stop the north vietnamese from fighting. they knew it wouldn't work. and they were right, less than two years after our retreat (after over TEN years of interferrance) north vietnam took over saigon. and that was that. now the whole thing is communist. we didn't change a single goddam thing! except maybe to make our enemy that much more ruthless and trained to kill.
r.i.p. casualties from today's war. r.i.p. soldiers who will get sick years from now from exposure to new technology. r.i.p. KIAs from the vietnam war and then again now. may the military leaders remember those soldiers are NOT simply TROOPS but PEOPLE when they make their big decisions.