Sunday, February 29, 2004

I am a soldier

I am a soldier not an ignorant stump....

I am a soldier and no more, or less, a decent and caring human being than any other person in the world. We (soldiers) are as politically and socially contradictory as the most vocal and impassioned mobile activist; travelling from one WTO/FTAA protest to the next...

We are not rampaging robots with only the capacity to kill; our critical thinking skills are overactively consuming us every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day.
We passionately care about who our political and military leaders are, sometimes even more than the most battle scarred fighter for peace, justice and democracy.

As a soldier, I am expected to gladly sacrifice my life without hesitation at any moment. However, until recently (Febuary 2004) I did not have hot water to bathe with. I was not on the killing fields of Iraq or Afghanistan, though I will be in the near future. I was training in the cold and wintry lands of eastern North America.

As soldiers, our primary job is to KILL, KILL, KILL, and still single female and male soldiers are prohibited from having enjoyable physical encounters (SEX,SEX,SEX) in the privacy of our quarters.

We are trained to KILL, KILL, KILL and still we are not allowed to access and enjoy "hardcore" sexual material from the internet on the computers "provided" on our bases; the merciless teasing of MTV, FOX, ABC, CBS, NBC, UPN, FHM, Maxim and Playboy is joyfully used to bludgeon and drain us: always looking over our shoulder, trying to see what's displayed on our screens, intentionally making us paranoid and despised by sexuality unless it's brutal, unless it dominates, unless it's vengeful and dirty and animalistic.

We are expected to DIE, DIE, DIE and still our "superiors" maintain the rule of "don't ask, don't tell," which further isolates, embitters, angers and mercilessly destroys our capacity and desire for healthy sexuality. Whether it be homosexual, heterosexual, bisexual or extremely necessary "trysexual" every day our needs and desires become extremely repressed; I have a densely packed tumor of repression inside, it is more painfully consuming than the most toxic cancer.

Most of all, we soldiers know that no matter who wins the Presidential "election" nothing will change:

Dubya stays and the supposed "war on terrorism" continues, Kerry becomes President and not one soldier will be withdrawn from Iraq other than the dead and the living who are being replaced. Kucinich is elected and the U.S. government's war to stifle dissent continues at all costs, which is now being conducted via the FCC's war on Janet Jackson's nipples, breasts and seven second delays of "live" broadcasts. Sharpton is elected and Black Americans, many Americans, will still be shot nineteen or more times, mudered and tortued by the officers of "serve and protect."

Rebecca Jordan (aka NEWT) said it best when she smacked the naivety out of Ripley:

Newt: (yelling, in response to being asked the location of her family) They're dead, can I go now?

Ripley: These people are help, they're soldiers.

Newt: It won't make any difference....

When it comes to engaging in open and merciless battle, for the propagandists, dressed in journalist's clothing, it won't make any difference if the politeness of bourgeois privilege is used. It won't make any difference to allow one side of the brain to battle them mercilessly while the other believes that these fecal swallowing scribes can be reformed, the corporations of "media" can be shamed, shamed into reforming.

Everyone in the USA is corrupted by the media, no one is pure, no one is immune, no one has been spared, no one is infallible. We are all corrupted by the bling, ignorance and the naivety of it.

Regardless of how I am damaged by being a soldier, thankfully, it has burned the shiny, happy people nonsense out of me.

VIVA LA DEMOCRACIA!!!

Down with, completely and forever, the fake democracy and fake democratic elections of the USA!

Posted By Dwayne Chandler at Big, Left, Outside

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