Ok, so tomorrow I cross the freeway in such a drunken stupor that I don't even *know* that I'm crossing a freeway, and I get hit by a car, go flying
into an oncoming truck, and die. Should I be glorified ? No, because I died a stupid avoidable death.
Rewind to 1916, Johnny is crossing a muddy field with hundreds of other young chaps who don't have a clue why they are shooting at people and/or
getting shot at, but who are shooting and getting shot at all the same.
Predictably, Johnny gets hit by a mortar, which happens surprisingly often in hazardous environements like warzones, and his body gets splashed around
the french countryside like a can of paint.
How come he gets glorified, and I don't ? I mean at least I have an excuse, because I was drunk. Where is the glory in dying a meaningless death for
someone elses interests ? What is there to honor in being indoctrinated into getting killed by people you don't even know, because your country tells
you so ?
Would these guys have been fighting if they knew that the economical consequences of Germany loosing the war would lead to the election of Hitler, and
another world war for their children to fight ? It's not glorifing the dead, it's glorifing lemmings. Unquestioning obedience does not deserve
respect. My respect goes to the deserters who were shot trying to leave. My respect goes those who refused to fight.
Those who fought and got killed ? That's what happens when you play with guns because another man tells you to, and you did'nt have either the brain
or the balls to tell him to shove off.
Edit to add : My great grandad was a first world war hero. He had more medals than I could count, and got through the whole thing without a scratch.
He got them by, quote, "killing a lot of men". He was not proud of what he did, and he did not wear the poppy. He felt that many of his friends, and
the men that he had killed had died for no reason, and that there was no reason to remember anyone, living or dead, who took part in what he
considered to be senseless butchery. He died ten years ago, broken, bitter and guiltridden, at the age of 98.
edit on 10-11-2013 by Ismail
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