Sunday, February 20, 2005
WARLANDO - YOU PLAY, YOU PAY
The peculiar reality of war is that a large, or larger percentage of people are more resistant to the idea of it than are supportive of it.
Ideally this is the notion I support: I care deeply about the safety and well being of anyone who is in harms way. My fervent wish is that no one anywhere will ever have to be engaged in killing or being killed to defend anyone or anything again. As well as being my honest opinion/feeling it also serves as somewhat of a disclaimer of sorts. Now on to the blog.
What I've noticed for years and years and years is that some people are romantically connected/drawn in a savage way to certain aspects of war - the fear mongering, battle planning, armaments, defensiveness, strategy, killing, and lastly (for brevity, even tho the list could continue on and on), an almost perverse high that you can only receive from being in battle as your courage and mettle are tested. Certainly the adrenelin rush you get from facing down your obnoxious boss at Taco Bell for neglecting to add enough MSG in the meatsauce , or coming to grips with the danger of your rolling pin wielding spouse as you stumble in drunk as hell at 4 in the morning pales in comparison after these experiences.
Conversely, you have the peacemakers whom for all intents and purposes, would much prefer never having to take any of these tests. They would be quite satisfied to have the Government, who they feel is currently spending billions of trillions on the defense budget, redistribute the tax dollars toward more practical applications such as repairing local pot holes, distributing influenza shots, or establishing a "phonics in the grade schools" program whereby insuring that as adults, our children will be able to correctly pronounce n-u-c-l-e-a-r (http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=nuclear)
Well, seeing that the twain shall forever have an almost impossible chance of meeting, its time to come up with an alternate plan.
So, noting that a large number of people (particlarly of military ilk) will never be satisfied with the prospect of war being over (peace); and similarly observing that an annoyingly large group of people generally regarded as the "enemy" are of like mind, I suggest:
that we set aside an area for all the combat craving, hostility hungering, skirmish seeking, conflict coveting individuals in some remote, inhospitable, godforsaken, part of the planet. It would resemble a paint-ball battle area where combatants would dress in appropriate outfits, and raise flags, bring armaments, battle plans, and even do the rebel yell if that suited their tastes but with the stipulation that there would be real bullets, etc. being used, and that you could only deploy units in this one specific area of the world....or if we're lucky, maybe some other planet!
See, the rest of the world is sick of this crap. Life is annoying enough just finding a beautiful, intelligent, sexy date for Saturday night, or finding the money to buy that Corvette for your 50th birthday, or getting the kids cleaned and fed and dressed and out to school without having to also face the prospect of getting blown the hell up or indiscriminately shot or whatever other asinine bullshit du jour is being hatched in some lunatic's mind.
We dont want to play this game anymore. If you're interested in joining the "game", go sign up and get your ass over to "WarLando" wherever it ends up being, and let us tend to the day to day affairs of the rest of the sane world in the way affairs were intended - rationally and intelligently.
It gets more interesting:
By assigning an area where war can be held, the hawkish politicians can beg money from hawkish devotees to finance skirmishes/wars to employ hawkish militarily oriented individuals to fight the like-minded hawkish "enemies". On a smaller scale, if you should develop a particularly nasty bitch about someone or something, you too can start saving your money and calling in your personal hawkish friends, etc. to join you in your own war to be fought over in WarLando too.
Oh yes, if you are not interested in these so called war games, you are not required to contribute jack, $$$, moolah, dinero, wampum, nor have your social security system's vast fortunes curiously "repaired" during a massive drive to fund what else, a war.
The nice thing about this is it keeps people who have no interest in the conflict busy at home contributing their hard earned tax dollars to the programs and infrastuctures most important to them - the local ones, while requiring the people who are most anxious to spend HUGE amounts of money on the war machine digging deep in their own damned pockets.
In conclusion:
I remember in highschool when one of the hotties in school would have a couple of suitors prancing about, competing in order to attempt to sway her affections each in his direction. The expression which came about from the next ratcheting of the competition as I recall was this: "Let's you and him fight!" Interesting use of the contraction "let's" (let us) MEANING: Hey you guys, fight for ME!!!
Likewise, I feel that the "let's" go to war contraction has been overplayed for CENTURIES. By creating Warlando, we remove "us" from the contraction and it puts the expansion and the cost of the hostilities right back into the hands of those who crave and love it so dearly.
To put it simply. The lesson in the highscool fight was that in the long run the hottie, as cute as she was, wasnt worth getting bloodied up for even if you did get laid. She just wanted the attention.
Likewise,
1.Politicians aint cute enough to fight for
2.You'll get screwed but it wont be fun
3.And of course, they just want the attention too.
Ideally this is the notion I support: I care deeply about the safety and well being of anyone who is in harms way. My fervent wish is that no one anywhere will ever have to be engaged in killing or being killed to defend anyone or anything again. As well as being my honest opinion/feeling it also serves as somewhat of a disclaimer of sorts. Now on to the blog.
What I've noticed for years and years and years is that some people are romantically connected/drawn in a savage way to certain aspects of war - the fear mongering, battle planning, armaments, defensiveness, strategy, killing, and lastly (for brevity, even tho the list could continue on and on), an almost perverse high that you can only receive from being in battle as your courage and mettle are tested. Certainly the adrenelin rush you get from facing down your obnoxious boss at Taco Bell for neglecting to add enough MSG in the meatsauce , or coming to grips with the danger of your rolling pin wielding spouse as you stumble in drunk as hell at 4 in the morning pales in comparison after these experiences.
Conversely, you have the peacemakers whom for all intents and purposes, would much prefer never having to take any of these tests. They would be quite satisfied to have the Government, who they feel is currently spending billions of trillions on the defense budget, redistribute the tax dollars toward more practical applications such as repairing local pot holes, distributing influenza shots, or establishing a "phonics in the grade schools" program whereby insuring that as adults, our children will be able to correctly pronounce n-u-c-l-e-a-r (http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=nuclear)
Well, seeing that the twain shall forever have an almost impossible chance of meeting, its time to come up with an alternate plan.
So, noting that a large number of people (particlarly of military ilk) will never be satisfied with the prospect of war being over (peace); and similarly observing that an annoyingly large group of people generally regarded as the "enemy" are of like mind, I suggest:
that we set aside an area for all the combat craving, hostility hungering, skirmish seeking, conflict coveting individuals in some remote, inhospitable, godforsaken, part of the planet. It would resemble a paint-ball battle area where combatants would dress in appropriate outfits, and raise flags, bring armaments, battle plans, and even do the rebel yell if that suited their tastes but with the stipulation that there would be real bullets, etc. being used, and that you could only deploy units in this one specific area of the world....or if we're lucky, maybe some other planet!
See, the rest of the world is sick of this crap. Life is annoying enough just finding a beautiful, intelligent, sexy date for Saturday night, or finding the money to buy that Corvette for your 50th birthday, or getting the kids cleaned and fed and dressed and out to school without having to also face the prospect of getting blown the hell up or indiscriminately shot or whatever other asinine bullshit du jour is being hatched in some lunatic's mind.
We dont want to play this game anymore. If you're interested in joining the "game", go sign up and get your ass over to "WarLando" wherever it ends up being, and let us tend to the day to day affairs of the rest of the sane world in the way affairs were intended - rationally and intelligently.
It gets more interesting:
By assigning an area where war can be held, the hawkish politicians can beg money from hawkish devotees to finance skirmishes/wars to employ hawkish militarily oriented individuals to fight the like-minded hawkish "enemies". On a smaller scale, if you should develop a particularly nasty bitch about someone or something, you too can start saving your money and calling in your personal hawkish friends, etc. to join you in your own war to be fought over in WarLando too.
Oh yes, if you are not interested in these so called war games, you are not required to contribute jack, $$$, moolah, dinero, wampum, nor have your social security system's vast fortunes curiously "repaired" during a massive drive to fund what else, a war.
The nice thing about this is it keeps people who have no interest in the conflict busy at home contributing their hard earned tax dollars to the programs and infrastuctures most important to them - the local ones, while requiring the people who are most anxious to spend HUGE amounts of money on the war machine digging deep in their own damned pockets.
In conclusion:
I remember in highschool when one of the hotties in school would have a couple of suitors prancing about, competing in order to attempt to sway her affections each in his direction. The expression which came about from the next ratcheting of the competition as I recall was this: "Let's you and him fight!" Interesting use of the contraction "let's" (let us) MEANING: Hey you guys, fight for ME!!!
Likewise, I feel that the "let's" go to war contraction has been overplayed for CENTURIES. By creating Warlando, we remove "us" from the contraction and it puts the expansion and the cost of the hostilities right back into the hands of those who crave and love it so dearly.
To put it simply. The lesson in the highscool fight was that in the long run the hottie, as cute as she was, wasnt worth getting bloodied up for even if you did get laid. She just wanted the attention.
Likewise,
1.Politicians aint cute enough to fight for
2.You'll get screwed but it wont be fun
3.And of course, they just want the attention too.
