Hate
Years ago when I was blind, we were child sitting a friend's young girl (8-10 years old). What better activity than making chocolate chip cookies. So I got out the mixer and the ingredients and set up everything so we could make them together. As I had the measuring cup about 3 inches from my face she said: "I bet you hate being blind." I replied: "No I don't hate it, because hate is a waste of energy." Or something to that effect.
I've often thought about that exchange. I'm generally a pretty stoic guy. After I lost my eye I only broke down once, on the way to the stable with Inka. Then I got back on the horse (metaphor alert) and kept going.
Back to hate. Fast forward to 1991 and the first Gulf war. I'm riding the bus with a portable radio on (earphones of course because I'm polite) when I heard the bombing started. Fuck! Having gone to war I knew what was in store for all involved.
" I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, as only one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its STUPIDITY."
Dwight Eisenhower
Ike was right. But it was the act and the men who brought it about that were the focus of my hate for war. Sometimes it is justified, I did not think "Operation Desert Storm" was justified.
But God damn it was the greatest video war ever! Reporters reporting from their hotel rooms, embedded reporters riding on APCs like Slim Pickens riding the bomb in Dr. Strangelove, Glorious!
Something I wrote back then:
War is a false god worshiped by warmongers and poll watchers; a false god worshiped by the media whores who wish to be bathed in its reflected glow; a false god worshiped by those who have never seen, heard, smelled or touched the obscenity of the violence they glorify.
Anyway, 100 days later it was over and wasn't that fun. Of course we did fuck over the Kurds but that was to be expected.
Fast forward to 9-11. Now going after the perpetrators was justified, but fuck me it kinda got out of hand didn't it. Hate started to rise in me. But being a peaceful man I joined Veterans For Peace and tried to get the message out that this was wrong. Protested, speechified, called for GWB's impeachment, but it seems all I got was a flat forehead from beating it against the wall.
Yes I hated those motherfuckers. But it was justified hate as time has proven.
Fast forward to now. Holy fucking shit balls! I knew these guys were crazy but the speed at which they have FUBAR'ed everything is mind boggling, not that they didn't tell us what they were going to do!
Again the press went along with the narrative that it's just DJT being DJT, he's not really going to do any of it. Hot damn he is doing it, now we can call him out! Fucking feckless cowards.
Back to hate. Unlike my blind self, I have learned to hate with the heat of a thousand Suns. Unfortunately I'm now old and physically beyond hitting streets, I think marching all over for over ten years took its toll on my hips and legs. Sucks getting old.
So now I guess I'll just post news and memes on social media and pass the torch to a new generation and hope they cause him to have a stroke. Maybe when the weather gets warmer I'll get my guitar out and sit in a park and sing protest songs, I have got a few.
Oh well a touch of gray, kinda suits me anyway,
That's all I had to say, but it's alright
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive.