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To me it's like what does that even really mean anymore? Thank you for willingly giving up your freedoms and living a regimented life style where you aren't treated as much as human beings as you are as tools? Thank you for feeling like you had to do that so the business of war could exist and, in a lot of cases, alter the rest of your life (and lives of loved ones) for the worse?
I feel sorry, not thankful, for the majority of these people and the choices they've made or were more or less forced upon them. I've seen that same documentary "War Torn" and I've watched a whole bunch of others, like "Restrepo", and that's how I feel at the end of almost all of them. Sorry for them and incredibly lucky and relieved for myself that growing up I wasn't surrounded by the kind of culture and/or people that felt I needed to go off in battle to fulfill some kind of mission or duty. Or to continue some kind of family legacy of "service". It's tough watching those families in those documentaries trying to talk about their son or their friend or relative that was in war and was killed or killed themselves.
Especially the families with a lot of experience in the military. Because you can see it in their eyes, the painful doubt. So much of what they are is wrapped up in those age old ideals, passed from generation to generation. And it's like, how do you change from that? That's your whole life. That's what you put stock in, what you trusted.
The one I most recently remember is from The Tillman Story. There's this part where the Tillman family, through all their hard work, finally gets these high ranking generals and officers and in court to try and figure out who was responsible for the cover up on his death and during the hearing near at the end, all them effectively say "I would like to make it clear I am not testifying I knew it was friendly fire". One by one they all say that, and the Chairman was like "Yes no question, you were all very busy......and we're adjourned." And the family is sitting there dumbfounded while they get up and laugh, shake hands and hob knob with each other. And you can see it in the way they look.
It's a joke. Your life for a fucking joke. I felt sorry for them and for all those families, in that being the way in which they realized it.
I feel sorry, not thankful, for the majority of these people and the choices they've made or were more or less forced upon them. I've seen that same documentary "War Torn" and I've watched a whole bunch of others, like "Restrepo", and that's how I feel at the end of almost all of them. Sorry for them and incredibly lucky and relieved for myself that growing up I wasn't surrounded by the kind of culture and/or people that felt I needed to go off in battle to fulfill some kind of mission or duty. Or to continue some kind of family legacy of "service". It's tough watching those families in those documentaries trying to talk about their son or their friend or relative that was in war and was killed or killed themselves.
Especially the families with a lot of experience in the military. Because you can see it in their eyes, the painful doubt. So much of what they are is wrapped up in those age old ideals, passed from generation to generation. And it's like, how do you change from that? That's your whole life. That's what you put stock in, what you trusted.
The one I most recently remember is from The Tillman Story. There's this part where the Tillman family, through all their hard work, finally gets these high ranking generals and officers and in court to try and figure out who was responsible for the cover up on his death and during the hearing near at the end, all them effectively say "I would like to make it clear I am not testifying I knew it was friendly fire". One by one they all say that, and the Chairman was like "Yes no question, you were all very busy......and we're adjourned." And the family is sitting there dumbfounded while they get up and laugh, shake hands and hob knob with each other. And you can see it in the way they look.
It's a joke. Your life for a fucking joke. I felt sorry for them and for all those families, in that being the way in which they realized it.