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I am thinking right now about a few days ago, maybe two weekends ago, at my parents' house, when CNN first reported on American troops in Libya. I remember thinking at the time about MASH, the final episode, when the war is over and everyone is excited about going home. If you aren't paying too much attention, you'll miss it, but there is a radio broadcast or news announcement at one point where they talk about the French fighting in Vietnam. That moment right there when you realize that this war may be over, but the next one is just around the corner. It never ends, does it?
I was born during the Iran Hostage Crisis. In my lifetime I've witnessed small actions and large actions and maybe even actions I don't know about. Grenada, Bosnia, Somalia, Rwanda, Zimbabwe, Chechnya, Georgia, Iraq (Twice), Afghanistan (Twice?), Iran, and now Libya. I know there are more, but I cannot think of them off the top of my head. And my heart hurts because it never ends.
It never ends. We may delude ourselves, but there will always be war, violence, prejudice, and hatred in this world, just as there has always been and that kills me.
I was born during the Iran Hostage Crisis. In my lifetime I've witnessed small actions and large actions and maybe even actions I don't know about. Grenada, Bosnia, Somalia, Rwanda, Zimbabwe, Chechnya, Georgia, Iraq (Twice), Afghanistan (Twice?), Iran, and now Libya. I know there are more, but I cannot think of them off the top of my head. And my heart hurts because it never ends.
It never ends. We may delude ourselves, but there will always be war, violence, prejudice, and hatred in this world, just as there has always been and that kills me.