Friday, November 6, 2009

I don't know anymore.

“Kill’em all let God sort them out. “
--Unofficial motto of the Special Forces.

“It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good
You're right from your side
I'm right from mine
We're both just too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.”
-Bob Dylan

Just a normal day in a routine world that keeps on spinning day and night, day in and day out. POP POP POP three fall dead. A flash of white, a blue plume of smoke, sulfur scents fill the hallways. Confusion and fear create disorientation, as what is presented as fact simply isn’t logical. POP POP POP Three more fall dead. Sound the alarms, man the stations, the war has come home to Texas, and nobody is sure who the enemy is. BANG BANG BANG Three more fall, as evil is evidently present and humanity is all but gone in the sheer horror of a vulgar religious statement made by a man who never understood the words of the God he kills for. Where is God? Whose, God? Who cares? BANG BANG BANG Twelve soldiers lay dead and many more lay injured as the gun man is finally shot down, breathing, but incapacitated.

Blame the guns, blame the gods, blame the culture, blame the war, blame the politicians, blame the music, blame the poverty, blame the indifference, blame the mind, blame the President, blame the congress, blame the training, blame the media, blame the blamers. I wonder if God is busy blaming us.

A ripple spreads through the amber waves of grain like a brush fire as the media tells the story of Nidal Malik Hasan the weak minded monster who killed twelve of his brethren of the uniform impacting hundreds of lives directly as moms, dads, uncles, aunts, best friends, good friends, brothers, sisters, lovers, and children all weep for their dead soldiers. Like so many American’s most can’t believe, or accept it. Neither can I. ‘Why’ the question everybody is asking right after giving their opinion on how Mr. Hasan should be executed for the treason he engaged in. I say painful and slow, but a few shots in his eager veins while strapped on a steal table in Terre Haute Federal Prison will probably be the ending of his sick tale.

I want to ask why too. I want to figure out why a man who so hated the military and all it stood for kept showing up. Was this a statement well planned out for months, or a sick moment of sheer fucking delusion and insanity? How did a Muslim with extreme views get the privilege of serving our country? I don’t have answers nor the resources to sniff them out, so it’s silly to ask the questions. Most of this will be asked and answered to the point of nausea in the next few weeks by the media.

Make no mistake about it Hoss a religious war is brewing in this country just as it has been in the rest of the world for dozens of years. We’ve had the privilege of watching from a distance, but the world is shrinking and so is the world’s general understanding of all the different God’s; and their teachings, philosophy, and culture. We’ve given up the study of the bibles/Korans/Scripture, so now all we’re left with is the cliff notes written by propagandists with agendas, guns, and a promise of an afterlife better than their actual lives, which they can’t deal with because they are miserable maggots crawling on the corpses of understanding and decency, both killed in a double homicide on the south side the press forgot to cover because they didn’t find the victims all that important. The sides are being drawn and there is little to do to stop it, as the greasy wheel always gets the squeak.


In a perfect world those who have actual faith in Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, Sikhism, and even those with no faith or understanding in spirituality would all get together as soldiers of the world, as sons and daughters of parents who love, and as fellow travels, and would hunt down and kill those who give the rest of us a bad name. Snuff out evil and blow up every fucking creature who wants to kill in the name of God. A united war of humanity against inhumanity in the genocide of extremism until all that’s left is understanding and acceptance. KILL KILL KILL. It’s the only solution. Am I now being drawn into the sickness of the extreme world around me? Do you need to engage in the madness to defeat it? Yikes hoss, I don’t like my tone.

I want peace above everything else, not just for my own safety or piece of mind, but also the for the families of the soldiers killed by this man on his mission of murder. The world isn’t perfect; and the fighting and killing will keep right on rolling. Oh well. So mote it be.


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