Was silence safer? This really did happen, didn’t it? It’s not some horrible dream, then why can’t I talk about? Is it because there is so much water under the bridge? Water of the same kind? Will complacency become self-protection? Has it already? Am I no different than they are? Have I become more so in the silence I am choosing?
My thoughts on my past, relating my self to the soldiers who were at Abu Ghraib. I understand, more than I can ever to share with you, the pressure to keep face, the fear of others knowing what you have done, the safety of your own silence and the torment no one sees!
I was offended at the flippant and arrogant this paper seemed to be written! First of all, to think that one would have clear reason on anything or anything for that matter, while drinking to the point one no longer has the ability to stand, much less hold composer or stomach contents. And then write about it from the “educated” point of view? Second. to connect reality and our interactions with the other cultures around us, to a television program about visiting alien planets. And expect someone to heed their words afterward? Ii is all most laughable.
More often than not we miss and or are not taught the truth, with all the atrocities that are attributed our country we for get what all it has & is doing for us and the rest of the free world. It is likely that if the “hicks from the sticks” had not pushed forward and made this nation what it is, we and most of our brothers would be under the power of dictatorships. Not even be able to discuss this right now.
extreme / balance
We rove, we look, to find substance to fill . . . . . .
We dwell in one extreme or the other, hopping for balance. . . . .
What we think we see, is not what is. . . . .
Peace with out war?
Love with out hate?
Right, with out wrong?
Would we even know what they were? - V. Adrian Mehr ,
When we think we have found it, it is only one, only part, not the whole.
Balance is two extremes. That blend into reality
We live in a world of balances. With extremes on both ends of the scale that is reality. It is rarely that one end or the other is truth, it is more often than not found in the blend of the others.
Is any one wrong worse than another? I think not! If you ever read the bible, you might recall references to “the judgment seat” or the sheep and the goats”. There is in the words of Christ a much missed, misunderstood, misused, prophetic story. At the end of time the Father sits on his throne to separate the righteous from the evil, but. . . it is those who turned others away because of being wrapped up in what “they” thought needed done and missed the hurt needs of others. Which He later refers to as “Turning Me away”. I would say that if we just focus only on the pain and indignities suffered by those who were prisoners and not also that pain the soldiers my have when they reanalyzed what they have done or indignities of peer pressure, we fail in one regard to learn, change and see the whole picture. I have heard very few others use the quote from a witness in the Nazi trials “I sat there and looked in to the face of my former tormenter and realized that I was capable of all the same evil that he was, if the tables were turned. So I began to weep.”
I think the author gets close to this point. When he seems to return to earth, after he recovers from the hang over he seemed to get from the previous ten pages of drunken, orgy like revelry, that mad this story a slow, rather boring read.
In the end he seems to begin to dive more into the fact that we have all contributed to the evil(s) of this world and all care the gilt in some form, even if we are not the ones directly responsible for a single act. And then he seems to go of on a tangent, I am one usually attuned to metaphors, but for some reason had a lot of trouble with the ones here, as he bounces back to care free Halloween festivities .
"Prime Directive" is from the book, "A Good War Is Hard to Find: The Art of Violence in
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