Everything I know about war I learned from the news and from movies and television, which is to say, I know only what film directors and politicians want me to know about it... so the reality is that I know absolutely sweet fuck all about it, and I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I hope to keep it that way.
My maternal grandfather was a soldier in WWII. He suffered nightmares long after he returned. Sometimes I wish I knew what it was like for him, but it wasn't something he wanted to talk about. Which also makes me think I'm glad I don't know what it was like for him.
I imagine it's hell on earth for everyone involved, whether their involvement is by choice or not. And with that I will STFU because I really can't contribute words on this subject, only the picture in my mind that this song gives me.
(Follow me, don't follow me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
(Collar me, don't collar me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
(We are agents of the free)
I've had my fun and now it's time to serve your conscience overseas
(Over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me
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