Well…

At least it would appear we’re not appreciably closer to WW3 than we were a couple days ago.

I have no stomach for the weak-kneed neolibs siding with Trump on his meaningless airstrike though.  So much dick wagging should be punished, not praised, not egged on with fear porn pictures of dead children, not obfuscated with so many distortions and lies.

Coming down off the sheer terror of thinking I’d have to literally run for the hills to escape getting blown away by a nuclear bomb and then fight for my life to survive the aftermath, it was like being back there again, in the trenches, waiting for the shell with my name on it.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take.  Three more years of this kind of brinksmanship, assuming we survive that, will probably undo a great deal of the healing I’ve gone through.

I wish our society was one that believed in reincarnation.  I wish they’d listen to the words of those of us who died on the battlefields for nothing but another paycheck for some war profiteer.  When will it end?  When will we see that this hyper-rational society is destroying itself because it can’t acknowledge the real damage it’s doing?  How many more souls have to carry that ugly stain on them, or be consumed entirely by this madness?  How long will it be before we acknowledge, collectively, that the spirit of war and its profiteers is real, sentient, predatory, and malevolent?

You might well laugh at me because I’m a random nutjob on the Internet who thinks she’s the reincarnation of a WWI soldier.  Guess what? I’m saner than every last one of you slaves who sacrifice yourselves and your children on the altar of Mammon.

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