Reality, or something like it

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

I found this, and I'm a more unstable man for it.

http://marrymetonyblair.blogspot.com/

I think someone needs to be committed to an institution.


No, it isn't me, damn you.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

We Will Remember Them

Yesterday was Armistice Day. At the Eleventh Hour, of the Elevnth Day of the Eleventh Month we stood outside the War Memorial at school and remembered.
Or did we?
I remembered. I remembered that people had died so that we could be free. I remembered that war is a terrible, horrific thing that should never be entered into lightly. I remembered the fallen. But I got the distinct impression that nobody else was. Nobody else was standing there, thinking about what we were supposed to be thinking about. mayeb there's something wrong with my generation, maybe it's that they go through it so often, they view it as a ritual that's as pointless as it is boring. Maybe this is why we still have wars, people don't remember.
One guy in my class even asked why he should show respect. Does he not understand what these people did? I told him that these people died so that he could be free, that these people died so that he could live a decent life. He said that a taxi driver was of more use to him, why shouldn't he give his money to his taxi driver than "a few dead people". First of all, it's not about the money, it's about remembering, and second of all, the money goes to the Royal British Legion, not just some dead people.
There's something wrong when peopel think taxi drivers are more important than those that died for our freedom.