Flying The Flag
Ya’ know, I’m getting damned tired of the maudlin people in the US. The Fort Hood incident is horrendous. Let’s not have any question about how I feel about the shrink who went batshit and blew away a platoon. Throw him in the calaboose and hang him at dawn! It’s not that. It’s the flag flying at half staff.
Do these young men and women who were killed deserve that honor?
Certainly they do.
They were learning, living and working at the largest military installation in the world and readying themselves to protect this nation in which I live. The soul of a warrior. A difficult thing to comprehend at times, how some will run in where, if you will, angels fear to tread. I’m all for them. God knows, if y’all expected me to pick up a gun and stand a watch, I don’t know that I’d have the stones to do it! So leave us also not have any question as to whether I support the men and women of the US Armed Forces. I do.
I support all of them.
If you’re going to fly the flag at half staff, then just fucking leave it there. Since before this nation was recognized as a country by Europe and the rest, we’ve been at war. Very rarely have we not had sons and daughters deployed ’round the world battling it out with somebody or other.
Where’s their lowered flag?
Everyone and his brother drags a teddy bear to the scene of a car crash. The US highways fairly glow with votive candles left at the scene of a wreck. Neighborhoods are awash in curbside memorials regarding the latest innocent bystander being shot to death at the hands of some jackass who thinks it’s cool the be in a gang.
If US citizens are so bloody concerned about remembering people who died untimely, then do it across the board. This country should be in a perpetual state of mourning for all the kids who’ve been killed in defense of this nation.
Fly it at half mast, but as I mentioned before – fly it there all the time.
In the last few decades I’ve watched the United States become a nation of uneducated know-it-alls whose feelings must be considered; at the expense of everyone else’s feelings I would point out. I would also note that the so-called Me Generation is growing in leaps and bounds. Pundits claim that came and went in the 1980 s. I heartily and loudly disagree. Here in the 21st century, the sense of entitlement shared by so many undeserving individuals is a weeping sore on the ass of the Earth. But I digress.
Let’s get the flag up top again right away, or declare that Old Glory will remain at half staff until the crack of doom – or until peace actually settles on the land. I don’t think that will ever happen though. At least, not until the humans are all gone from the face of the planet.