Mr. God Bless Amerika
I guess I'm one of your "God Bless Amerika" people, so I'll answer your question.
I'm not totally clear on why you are misspelling the word "America" on purpose. My guess is that you want to make some sort of analogy between the United States and Nazi Germany - so permit me to answer to that as well.
How many deaths am I prepared to accept to defend the United States?
I'll give you a partial list:
My uncle Dave. He was standing on the deck of a destroyer in the South Pacific when it was hit by a Japanese bomb. He was blown about 50 yards when the bomb exploded, and then he had to swim 6 miles to shore. He survived for almost a year after that, but then he died because some of his internal organs didn't work correctly after he survived a direct hit by a 300 pound bomb.
My dad. He was attacked by a Japanese officer with a sword one afternoon on a little island called Roi. My dad won the fight with a big crescent wrench. Unfortunately he became an alcoholic after that. He survived for many years, but then he died.
The guy across the street when I was a kid. He was a pilot in World War II. He flew a P 51. He was based in England. One day he was flying back to England and a German guy in another plane shot his plane up pretty bad. He lost an arm and an eye. He made it back to his base and managed to live for about 40 years after that, but then he died.
My buddy in high school, Ron. Ron joined the Army and went to Vietnam. Somebody shot him in the head. I'm guessing it was a bad guy.
My brother's boss. He happened to be in the Pentagon a couple of weeks ago. He was a civilian. It appears he roasted alive.
I should mention all the rest of the people that have died in military operations, or as a direct result of military operations, defending the United States.
And I should also mention the civilians - ordinary citizens of the United States that stepped up to the plate and made sacrifices beyond the call of duty - like the guys in that plane that crashed in Pennsylvania.
I wonder what you would have done in the same situation, asenna. Would you have helped to storm the terrorists on that plane, knowing that you were about to die? -knowing you wouldn't see your sweetie-pie again, you wouldn't sit with him at Starbucks on a nice spring day, sipping a cappucino and bitching about the people that were intolerant of your personal peccadillos - and calling them "Amerikans"?
Tough call, isn't it? Would you help grab the Bad Dude and risk getting your throat cut just for the chance of crashing the plane and killing all the women and children sitting in the other seats, or would you curl up like your little kitty cat and start listing out the totally valid reasons why you knew you were doing the right thing by not getting your hair messy?
You are right. It is difficult to accept death. It is difficult to accept the responsibility for ending the life of another human being. That's what you are talking about, is it not?
At what point is your precious life at risk based on events that are happening in some remote area that you can't see? At what point does the good of the country outweigh your own personal safety?
The fact is this: some people that you don't know and never met got shot, stabbed, beaten, burned, blown up, smashed to a pulp, and vaporized FOR YOU. So you could sit there and sip your herb tea and have another toke and call them "Amerikans" and not get arrested or censored or shot, stabbed, beaten, burned, blown up, or smashed to a pulp.
That is what you have failed to accept. You figure you didn't personally vote for these guys to have their lives shortened by a Very Painful Incident Resulting in Cessation of Regular Breathing, so they didn't die for you and you are not responsible.
Your problem is not that you refuse to accept having someone die in the future. Your problem is that you have totally failed to accept the fact that were it not for these people that are ALREADY DEAD, you wouldn't be sitting there typing. It doesn't even matter if you don't believe it - it is still true. Many people, mostly brave, young, and very intelligent, have had some very nasty things happen to them for the sole purpose of allowing you to survive in the manner in which you are accustomed.
Interestingly, you don't even have to accept it! You happen to live in a place that doesn't even require that! And that's OK, too. You have that right, just as the rest of the citizens in your country do. But don't make the mistake of assuming that it would be that way without the blood and body parts strewn around. It wouldn't. You would be in a Big World of Major Hurt.
What you don't have the right to do is contribute to the enemy. When wars happen, that kind of stuff turns illegal.
It makes me think that if you were on that plane, you would have been screaming like a housewife with her hand stuck in the garbage disposal, and hoping to hell that those men that were fighting the terrorists would not have done that and the plane would be fine and land and everything would be OK and you could go to Starbucks again just like yesterday. And the plane crashed and killed you and it's all the fault of those guys that fought the terrorists.
No Bible quote is necessary for you. You're just a damned coward and you don't know it. The only thing that gives your posts credence at all is the fact that many brave people died so you could type. Otherwise, you wouldn't be typing at all.
Those people - the ones that died to protect you - are the ones that need to be accepted. Not their deaths, per se, but the fact that they were willing to die to protect you. Lots of us have accepted the death of people we have never met who died to protect us from evil. If you can't, then you are a piece of useless shit, and need to get with the program right away. Sorry to have to be so blunt about it.
One last thing - stop calling this country "Amerkia". I'll send the next one to the FBI and let them run the lead down.
Decide right now whose side of this you are on. You have the right to stop being a chickenshit asshole. This is bigger than watching videos and having your knob polished, so knock off the bullshit and wise up. If you fail to understand why, you'll find out shortly after your body stops breathing regularly for about a half an hour, and you can take that to the friggin' bank, bud. No lie. |
