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A War Footing Part 2

October 25, 2018

Continued from A War Footing Part 1


While hitting up a family member
For a grandchild’s fundraiser said:

I was doing it because, could not get my portion of my taxes back, that support the military industrial complex.

My intention was to find common ground. So I thought.

From, thinking along the lines of,

“It will be a great day when our schools have all the money they need, and our air force has to have a bake-sale to buy a bomber.”

– Robert Fulghum

“All I really need to know I learned in kindergarten”


Can of worms, now opened.

Family member to me said. So you don’t think after 9 11 we should have had any equipment to “defend” ourselves? In a tense, angry tone, w/accompanying glare.

Conspiracy theories aside, responded. All the weaponry stockpiled was not used for “defense”. It was not even used on the alleged perpetrators. They were used where THE OIL WAS. Hmmm.

Was quickly reminded that he served his country. Fine. I wasn’t trying to take that away from him. Kept mouth shut, that was a bigger unopened can of worms.

Beeeee caaaawz objectively that is not the case. Yet that is another post for another time.

Shit. Quick synopsis.

Demonizing a people by labeling them with a “bogeyman” moniker for their political ideology, so the corporations in need of tungsten can justify brokering a war from the French.

Simply because your government has more money to play with toys of death and destruction in deep foliage, falls within loose and weak parameters of serving your country.

Or as Dennis Miller used to say:

“It’s just my opinion, I could be wrong.”

My litany of unspoken arguments, at least in my perception, had a basis of fact not of prejudice. (running out of time and did not want to screw up raising funds šŸ˜‰

Almost joined the Marines myself, after many inquiries found I would have to take orders without thinking.

I’m sure, if I took one of those DNA tests, it would come back, showing I have extra Q chromosomes Q for questioning.

To make up for the nonexistent C & E chromosomes, compassion and empathy.

I have never used this phrase before, but I can tell you, that dog won’t hunt. To this day I don’t like being “told” what to do.

Asking, inquiries, suggestions and requests are okay. Which still go through a questioning process.

Commands, orders and dictates get a whole other level, of who do think you are and of what “authority” might you pretend to have, that you think I’m going to listen?

Since I knew I wasn’t going to plant any seeds in any garden. For the mere rationale of not wanting to be in the position of deciding in any way part shape or form to extinguish a fetus.

The last thing I was going to do, was to be put in a position where I had to expire out of the womb, grown fetuses, simply by following orders.

Fortunately or unfortunately the metaphorical equivalent of a war-footing is that by writing this, I realize by transferring my thoughts to this blog am merely “stockpiling” my arguments.

Since my memory is short, and my anger is long. Making me, just as bad as the military industrial complex.

Keeping myself in

: theĀ conditionĀ ofĀ beingĀ preparedĀ to undertakeĀ orĀ maintainĀ war


From → dark, humor, Paradox, Quotes, random

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