Diary of a Pacifist

I know when I write this that I open myself up to flames, to anti-American comments, to those “if you don’t like it, move” comments. I’ll preface this by saying that I have lived in another country (Britain) during the bombings that went on under President Clinton.

We think that we are privy to “the truth” by living in the United States. I can tell you that truth is as arbitrary as anything else. The British media shared much different news than the American media which aired much different news than the French, Italian, or German media while I was there. You know the addage: Believe only half of what you see (read).

I rarely believe that force, violence, war, or military events are the answer to problems. I think that we rush into these processes because they are much more dramatic and really capture the ear of the people. In addition, when our governments start using propoganda to scare us into complacency, I get angry.

Yes, I’m being a bit abstract here. It’s why I’m not really writing a lot, either. I don’t want to be called names or deal with anger. There’s enough of it going on around this country. Our nation’s capital changed the name of French fries for crying outloud. How utterly silly is that?

It makes us look like fools around the world. So, we look like the aggressive big brother who is foolish.

Not a pretty sight.