Monday, April 29, 2013
Heroes And Villians And Good Intentions
I have a problem when I hear that cops and/or our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan...or where-ever...are "protecting me" and are "heroes."
I'm afraid I respectfully disagree, but before you accuse me of being an anarchist shit-bag commie, allow me to explain.
Many years ago, I served in the military, but I never felt like a hero.
I was not a high-speed, low-drag, Teflon-coated, ninja warrior...but I did make myself available for whatever my country asked of me.
My intentions were good.
Following Desert Storm and the election of Bill Clinton, my nagging conscience got the best of me and I got the fuck out.
My eyes started to open, and I wasn't liking what I was seeing
I wanted no part of it, and my new wife didn't either. She wanted her new husband home to raise a family, not gallivanting around the world participating in specious wars.
As I got older and (somewhat) wiser, I realized I wasn't protecting America or its "freedoms."
All I was doing was insuring the free-flow of oil, arms, and opiates at market prices...and in the process of my nation getting all this important shit done, there certainly seemed to be a shocking amount of national treasure being squandered and an ass-load of our guys and untold numbers of women, kids and seemingly innocent other folks getting whacked and maimed.
Nothing particularly heroic about all that.
Now I'm hearing that there may be cause for American "boots on the ground" in Syria because one side or the other has chemical weapons...and...who knows...some "terrorists" might get them and commit shenanigans against us and the next pressure cooker bomb will have something other than glass and nails in it.
Yes. We have heard this before. Iraq. WMDs. Send in the troops.
War is like abortion. It is awful, but it should be legal, available, and a rarity.
I am more wary of my government and its over reaching power than I am of some musloid fuckstain blowing up my local mall.
So...save all this shit about heroes and protecting me.
To quote Jim Klein, "They can stop doing that for me."
To quote Dwight Yoakam, "I don't need it done."
There ain't no heroes anymore.
There ain't been for a long, long time.
They all got the fuck outta here.
Cue Lee Greenwood...
Now...some of you might be saying, "Zoomie! You are a coward and a pussy and a nutless faggot. You got out of the military because your wife made you do it and she wears the pants in that family and you were scared of going off to another foreign war. You will be the first guy to cry and call the cops or wish troops were in the streets when shit gets sporty. You suck. Please hurry up and die already!"
I am sorry.
Forget I said anything.
at 10:19 AM