Memorial Day

It was kind of a sad commentary on the times. Mr. Samoa and I hit the cemeteries, for Caroline's mom and my grandma, every Memorial Day. The cemetery where Caroline's mom is buried has a rather large military section. While we were there, we saw a dug-up section of the military area that we first thought was some type of construction. It wasn't. It was new military graves. :(


OK, you all know that I am the most apolitical creature out there. But I feel I have to say this to our current government, such as it is. LET. IT. GO. Get out of there. Stop lying to our troops who just want to make a better life for us and their families. Stop telling them they're protecting us when all they are protecting is your frigging oil stock portfolio. I am sick and tired of it. We are all sick and tired of it. You aren't going to win anything any more, so quit deluding yourselves. I am sick of young kids the age of the students I taught, getting blown to smithereens, and, God help some of them, sometimes surviving the explosion. If surviving you can call it. We don't believe you any more. The Iraqi people sure as hell don't believe you. Get the hell out of there and quit killing our troops and let the Iraqis go about their business. If you want terrorists, why don't you check out places like, oh, Afghanistan, WHERE THEY ARE??? That would be the best Memorial Day remembrance of all.

That is all.