English 101, and reflections on humanity.
Orson Scott Card provides definitions so that the Leftists in the country can stop embarassing themselves by misusing certain every-day words that any grade school child can define, under ordinary circumstances.
Not much happening in my neck of the woods.
OK, that's a bad metaphor for Iraq.
Not much happening in my neck of the barren, desolate wasteland.
You've been in Iraq too many times when the 'incoming' warning (hooked up to a counter-fire radar) provokes the response, "So what, Hajji can't shoot" and people who immediately go for a smoke break in the open. It's been almost 5 months since Hajji hit the Camp anyway.
Leader's Recon for our replacements is in progress. *happy dance* As much as I love Iraq, with it's picturesque (desolate) scenery, unique (trashy and poorly constructed) architecture , and wonderful (bugnuts insane) inhabitants, it is getting to be time to return to the United States so that I can make leftist liberals uncomfortable by my very existence. Wearing a uniform in public does that.
Personally, I find that whether people support or oppose us, we aren't really real to most folks in the United States. We are. . . I don't know, some sort of genericized metaphor-made-flesh. If you're agin' us, we are all cardboard cutouts of American Imperialism, baby-killers, rapists, and into wierd games with pyramids of naked dudes (personally, not so much so, and if I were, it wouldn't be smelly Arabic detainees, thankyouverymuch). Or perhaps we are all ignorant dupes who were brainwashed by George Bush (he being the source of all evil in the world), or are too stupid to make a go at civilian life.
To those who support us, we all are supporting cast in a John Wayne movie.
I'm not quite that perky, most days.
Somehow, our individuality and humanity get lost in the process. Ironically, the Federal Government pays me (using your tax dollars!) to dehumanize myself and those around me to the point where I can find emotional fulfillment in killing Mr. Hajj. Then sticks me in a job where I don't even get the chance to do THAT very often.
Once I retire, I'm going to send some therapist's kid to college.
One other point:
cMad, your cute little snarky comments equating Christianity and Islam are, I am sure, quite amusing to you as you publish them. I'm sure they make you feel nice and superior to all us ignorant believers.
I don't want to deal with moderating comments. I will, however. This is your polite request not to mess on the carpet. If you wish to set up your own blog and publish little snippets sneering down your nose at anyone with any sort of faith, you are free to do so. Stop doing so in my venue.