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Sunday, Nov 8, 2009
GoodCelery!
Published Letters: 4495
*wow.
*gads.
In solidarity with Garry Owen. I remember Tim O'Brian's book, 'The Things They Carried' or John Ketwig, 'And a Hard Rain Fell'...both were (feeble) eary attempts to tell, post-return from combat, what was unspeakable. War.
I've spent time with Ketwig and met his wife. John Ketwig, wrote love letters to his wife while he stayed in Asia post-war, and he delayed a return reconciliation because he did not feel worthy to be reconciled with his wife for one year. War filth and he felt in need of a cleanse experience.
John felt the war experience had 'defiled' him, and he did not
want his wife to be tainted, or feel his personal inward psychic
pain. OH! I agree.
W.T.- a small correction: the Civil war, bent wood, poplar side-boards, and wild cheery top to the coffin, was built for my Mother. I wish I knew how to copy/send a local Clear Spring Hisrorical Society article.
No one had built a home-made burial coffin, with lace-liner, and a child's silk pillow, for thirteen years, said the funeral parlor. It passed their inspection. The morgue seemed to be a bit real feared- that my Mom would fall out the bottom from shoddy carpentry box built by her son. Gads. I dovetailed it together.
My last words to my mother was: Mom, I love, and you best not try to crawl outta this wood box. I gonna nail the cherry top down with Dad's hammer with copper nails. Now, you get some rest, and no try to crawl or claw your skinny body outta de-earthen grave. You hear!
Glenn- @ 11:09 - Garry Owen would nail brass nails, and hand-carry the box with you in it with the brass handles to your grave, grieving, and feeling enormous love, repect, and appreciation to you*, thanking ya's, for you, for your anti-hate-war, for your voice, your voice of NO WAR expression.
The beach 'slurs' crap etc., is a difficult to communicate *~* rap war-street talk. It's nasty, and very absurd, and it is ugly sound lingo. It is contrsted, understood, in the context of insane and vile-ugly, war! G.O. is hurtin' real bad, real hurt, and he's a casuality...
He's saying to you (Understand- I do not agree with Garry Owen about going to experience war, firsthand, and that's okay), I think, that a deeper, familiar, sense-awarness of how painful, lonely, and repulsive war sensation is...would further convince you...Glenn...You Correct!
However, my belief is: war's horrow can be experienced, vicariously. You, Glenn, do that well enough, in my opine.
So William Timberman and LWM, yea, we get abrasive. We are fellow comrads? Somewhat comprehensible, based on our life's person experiences? I hope. And often obtuse, numb, ignorant, and that's allright....We are all humans. That;s what we are to Be! Be human. okay.
Garry Owen is a big boy too- I see hurt too-
Tone in DC-?- very rancid? I believe, very so!
Thanks for that...
I'm hurting too...
GO no want No want sick-attention.
I want peace too, so, I go for awhile.
Honest. I thank you.
I need to go away for awhile, but as we use to say, "It don't mean nothin'". we be okay.
Honest. We all need to get away from war's hate. If I'm not here, maybe just am I, thinking of you all's, elsewhere, and maybe doing something as innocent as chopping wood, listening to ducks, seagulls, and counting ocean waves.
No problem. I ache with Garry Owen's, and all returning soldiers, and also: the Middle Eastern war victims.
To hell with George W. Bushes sleeze that surround him.
No worry about those who long for peace.
O, Woe unto pro-war kill-ilk types. I'll be back? I hope.
too much goofy.
no mean nothin'
Or watching Phil and Lil Double Trouble Rugrats?
It's a good day to get the toenals polished.
Watching Toots and Poodles is best.
A pinguin travels the dangerous high road and dares go on a journey once a year to mate. They think they are fish and have wings but can't fly. I feel like never taking a bath ever again.
It's about time for Americans to move to the North Pole?
It's about time for Hairy, Nancy, and Dianne to tell us they have a dinosauer in a bucket? They all make my toes hurt. okay.
stupid. but what are politico's? The men wear skirts and blue under pants. The girls on Capital Hill wear jockey and boxer shorts.
Respect.
Send Barbie and her boyfriend Glenn to quickly speak to George W. Bush and Dick Chaney about the so-called, "War on Terriors" and Please speak with Barney. Woof.
Have Barney explain the hoof, woof, and bark. In excruciating detail, these tomes tell of torture dungeons, wails, and ask why?
Why all the warrantless wiretaps; they show a relentless pride and arrogation of 'power' and abrogation of what were thought to be solid constitutional principles.
In these books and blogs written today, wasn't it apocalyptic delusions that got us into Iraq and misjudgements have help to keep the slaughter fields more and more costly and more and more bloody?
The picture that energes is grimer and grimer-Crime! Bleak!
All serious journalist and thinker scholars, everybody, actually agrees?
Pride!
And one does NOT need to delve into conspiracy theories. It's so obvious that Barnie, Ken, Glenn, and Barbie... need to figure it out for most of us...It is too complicated...
O, Barbie the Barney, maybe, are actually doggone wiretapped too.
Barbie's one boyfriend Ken is heard to be a
loving sympathizer of Islammofascism.
Barnie needs to un-confuse the world?
Norman Podhoretz loves terrior Barney?
Barbie, Please help Ken, Glenn, George,
Dick, and ask the FISA staff to un-confuse ...
Barnie tells Barbie, Ken, William, R.M.P., Glenn, and Mickey Mouse everything!
Much of the initial coverage about Fort Hood turned out to be wrong. Is there anything wrong with that?
The accountability imposed by another country for the CIA's kidnapping and torture reveals much about our own.
Fox News' morning show plays to type, talking about whether Muslims in the Army should face "special debriefings"
The survivor and author is upset about comparisons some on the right are making to genocide
Once seen as a lunatic fringe, reactionary anti-women groups are courting respectability
Salon headlines in your mailbox
