I Am Not Of This War, But I Am In It...

I confess I haven't kept up with the latest news...

But the pictures that are coming back from Iraq sicken me so deep inside, it grayed my whole day. All I can see is a couple of big, potbellied bullies with guns...and a pile of naked humans on the floor...

In the back of my mind, there's a scene playing...it was a powerful scene at one time, but I've mocked a time or two. Now it comes back to me powerful.

A red-faced, angry Jack Nicholson growls condescendingly, "You can't handle the truth."

He goes on to talk about how we all sit here in our nice houses with our nice fences going to the nice grocery stores - we have no idea what it takes to keep us safe...

What can I say? Have we saved lives by humiliating these men? Do we have more intelligence now? Has it been worth it?

Was this really what it took? Was there no other way?

Here I stand, in this world, in this war. I am not of it, but here I am in the middle of it.

Another voice haunts me now...

"What is truth?"

posted by Headless-in-GR @ 5/06/2004 01:46:00 PM