A recent email floated by, you know, the kind of email that presumes to be one of our “intellectual moments” and slyly asks you to consider an exercise, one of those annoying peace-nik ideas you can’t seem to refuse to try.
This one challenged me and the rest on the bcc, to instead of the obvious slamming, to come up with 5 good things to say about, in this case Ahmadinejad.
As merely an altruistic exercise in forgiveness, or some sort of capitulating pious in-giving, or whatever. Instead of taking on this seemingly harmless and well intentioned challenge however, I found myself instead infuriated.
“Is this now what we have become?” I asked myself in earnest anger, an outright boghz in my throat.
I put away the laptop and decided to walk around the concept for a few days. Could I really put aside all the anger, pent up and postulated as an opposer, to this new manipulated and aberrated concept that has been posed as Iran?
So I thought about it for a couple of days, and this popped out, not surprisingly after I listened to a Pink Floyd song, “Wish You Were Here”.
As I listened to the words, I realized that No, I would not, I could not postulate a forgiveness to what my Iran has become. What we have become.
When did we stop being warriors and fight for right against wrong, in a valiant glorious war of ideals, and trade all of that in to become mere prisoners in a cage?
When did we decide to give up our heroes, and take on their ghosts?
“Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
And cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?”
Seriously, we are really going to have to reconsider all this ridiculous shit at some point…
