I was asked earlier if I wanted to wear an American flag bin and yellow ribbon. Let's see, I was a party to the burning of an American flag last weekend. No, wearing such adornments might make people think I support the genocide of all the brown-skinned people. And I certainly don't support oil wars, either.
We need to keep Saddam from burning the oil fields, though. After all, we have to preserve the world's oil! Especially since that damn bunch of left wing liberal Democrats prevented the drilling in Alaskan wildlife preserves. What do they think, that the environment is necessary to capitalism? Bah!
I've decided that I don't support the soldiers any more than I support this war. They willingly placed themselves in a position where they could be compelled into committing murder. They sold their souls to the Great Satan for a college tuition and a paycheck. It is unfortunate, but they brought it upon themselves. I don't feel sorry for those who become involved with the Mafia for some immediate gain and wind up not being able to get out. The situation is the same.
Also, instead of praying for victory, why not pray for justice? Are Christians afraid that Ma'at may measure our hearts and find us wanting? Justice would most likely be served by eliminating Saddam, but is America the one to administer that justice? Or is it egotistical hypocricy that leads us to think we can sit in judgement of the world, waving our lying banners of freedom in the face of other nations? Will we soon find justice, only to have it turn on us like a rabid dog? And will anyone else care, or will the world rejoice at the fall of the American Bully? It's a sick twist of cosmic irony that I am the one who considers this instead of Bush. The ones who should thing along these lines are too far up their own asses to even contemplate the consequences of our actions. And I feel guilty because I let this happen. All of America should mourn because we haven't raised our collective voices and demanded this massacre be stopped. The blood of innocents is on our hands and the hands of all Americans. Such is the price of having a voice.
I want to speak out, but I don't know how.
I want the government to sotp stripping away my civil liberties, but I don't know how to get their attention.
I want prejudice against Muslims and gays, women and blacks, and all other minority groups to stop, but people don't seem to care.
I want people to find happiness and for freedom to ring around the world, but those concepts are lies and will never come to pass.
I want the rest of the world to stay as it is. Change is ok, but destruction is not. We should view the world through the eyes of children- with hope and logic, not relying on others but doing it ourselves. We are big oys and girls, this is our world to be shaped as we will it. And I no longerwill death, but renewal. I will the world to be a place where I want to live and love and laugh and learn. After all, will is the first step towards change. And to try something new, let's make this a radical change for the better.
