http://www.cnn.com/2004/HEALTH/12/09/surviving.soldiers.ap/index.html Much like the Baby Boomers before, apparently there should be a large influx in the amount of wheel chair bound, limbless cripples galavanting around soon. Though unrealistic, a part of me sees it as idealistic.
In one traumatic case, Gawande tells of an airman who lost both legs, his right hand and part of his face. "How he and others like him will be able to live and function remains an open question," Gawande writes.
At least he's alive though, and I get to see his disfigured body all over TV with his crying wife and baby by his side. My manufactured emotions tell me to feel sorry, but I really just do not care....
Donald Rumsfeld also had a wonderful meaningless response to a soldier's question about the lack of body armor: "You go to war with the Army you have," Rumsfeld replied, "not the Army you might want or wish to have."
I say, you go to war and use your army when you have to, not when you wish or want to.
Tomorrow the semester more or less ends.
My Ovaries! has reached critical mass and should be dropping 2 eggs into the churning cum filled bucket sized urethra to be fertilized on Saturday and most likely some time on Sunday. It should be an event.