We saw the second half of Das Boot tonight. The movie is horrifying and intense and insightful and scary as hell. I decided that it's okay for a boat to shoot another boat. But it isn't okay for a boat to shoot a boat that has people on it. Furthermore, people get hurt in these war things. It's not just hurt, but it's panic and horror and insanity and all kinds of terrible things.
War is not healthy.
And speaking of war, we went to Target tonight to play "scavenger hunt". I thought we were going to get Das Booted out of the store. A friend of mine and I went out last week to make a list of things to send to her husband in Iraq. The list was then distributed to her friends who had half an hour to decide what best fit the title we'd listed.
There was also a task, which was to be interviewed on a tape recorder so the interview could be sent with the package of goodies. It's a completely new experience to have people say things like, "Come home soon and we miss you and good luck," to a person who's thousands of miles away and we know won't come home for a year and a half. Probably two years.
I keep checking with BrilliantEditor. "When is the cut off for the draft?" We think he's okay, but there's the possibility of another year and a half. Not that they're drafting people, but who knows with this administration, anyway? They're war-mongering creeps and liars.
I've been needing to say that for a while.
Oh, and in another bit of irony, one of her friends was in the first Gulf war. She has terminal brain cancer now. She's in a wheelchair cart thing. She has six months to a year to live.
Things just don't seem right.
Posted by dotty at April 6, 2004 11:20 PM