Memorial Day. I prefer to be reminded of the wars fought instead of death, but people die in wars. Do I have a choice? I do? Well, then, I choose to be reminded of countries that have fought like children since tribal days, when everyone lived in tents. They fought until both sides agreed to stop. Both sides presented open hands, palms up to say, "See? No hidden weapons." Those who wore armor lifted their visors while face-to-face with their enemies to say, "See? 'Tis I, your brother."
People laid down their arms. Plowshares were once again used for farming--longer melted down for
lead balls bullets. Were bullets recycled for coat buttons, harnesses or hoes? Well, I guess the answer is no seeing as how no one wanted to get lead poisoning. And you have no idea how many soldiers died agonizing deaths from the lead in their bullet wounds---bullets and fragments that eventually caused lead poisoning.
"Better Call Saul" is on in the background. I just realized how much I dislike this show. I cannot stand the Jimmys of the world who prey on others in the name of the law. Shucks. "The Civil War" is on PBS.
As you can see, the idea of this post began two days ago. It remains unfinished. I offer you an open hand instead. Let us shake for the sake of Peace.
This is Memorial Day. Not all warriors died on the battlefield. Too many became the walking wounded and the living dead. We can celebrate those who lived as well as the dead. War sucks. It creates a black hole that can never be filled. How can Memorial Day be a happy holiday? I know! Let us be happy for the day when there is no more war. Um, do we have a Peace Day?