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Thursday, March 27, 2003

 
Today's Quote--"In politics a week is a very long time."--Harold Wilson
We've been at war for a week now...and it does seem like a very long time. Unfortunately, it won't be ending soon. *sigh*

I am angry at a world that could allow this. I am angry at a people who could sit back and watch the news coverage. I am angry at the death that will happen, that has happened. I am angry at the irony that this war is. I am angry at the ignorance I find, I have. I am angry at the stupidity of the most powerful, and the powerlessness of the most intelligent. I am angry at the money. I am angry at the misinformation I am fed by spoonfulls. I am angry at the way the world keeps turning as men and women kill each other. I am angry that the sun still shines and the birds still sing while humanity destorys itself. I am angry at mother nature for giving humans this skill to kill. I am angry that like so many others, I sit here and type and do nothing. I am angry that anyone could be for death and destruction. I am angry that people think that to kill and bomb is a solution. I am angry that people think peace is a pipe dream that will never be reality. I am angry that people ignore the means to solve conflicts without war. I am angry that when one child is killed, there are people who are happy it wasn't ten. I am angry that humanity can continue this insanity, even when we know where it will lead. I am angry that soldiers and civilians are dying. I am angry that soldiers and civilians are killing. I am angry that walls are being knocked down and built up. I am angry that the lessons of the past are never learned. I am angry that I know something is wrong, but can do nothing to stop it. I am angry that I cannot convince others that war is fundamentally, utterly, totally, explicitly, absolutly wrong, and that there is never any reason for it. I am angry that people can look at death from thousands of miles away and change the channel. I am angry that those who chose war don't go through it. I am angry that those who chose war don't loose thier children like so many others do. I am angry that humanity still remembers war. I am angry that humanity ever invented war. I am angry that in this 21st century, war is faster, harder, meaner, and cleaner than ever before, and people think that makes it okay. I am angry that my great nation sees my anti-war sentiment as unpatriotic when it is really true love. I am angry that I cannot be considered a patriot when I say we are wrong. I am angry that my children will live in a world where war is still the final answer to every question. I am angry that history will see these idiots as great heroes because that is the way history is. I am angry. Angry at the world. Angry at my country. Angry at my leaders. Angry at people. Angry at myself. War is never a solution. Never.

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