A few months before Operation
Enduring Freedom began in Iraq — I woke
up around 3am out of a sound sleep to what seemed
like the buzzing sounds of a cropduster going
by overhead. The buzzing grew louder & louder
& seemed to shake the house. I leaned on my
elbow & asked my wife what she thought the
noise was — thinking the whole time that
some new terrorist intiative was sprinkling little
bionuclear flavour crystals all around our quaint
neighborhood.
As the sound montage continued — the buzz
of sharecropper engine propellers dwindled a bit
& then the supramoderN ultraslick shoom of
jetplane propulsion soon followed thereafter.
My mind painted the picture of military aero pursuit
with possible elimination of our fearsome escaping
foes.
After the sounds subsided — I thought of
how crazily my mind seemed to wander to these
thoughts of the potential terrorist assault. The
ominous pre-emptive threats could have surely
inspired such further attacks on the american
public. 'He keeps pushing it & pushing it
& pushing it and now look at what's happening'
the little train of thinks moving along down the
track 'Thank You Dubya!'
Of course now we are in different times to a
certain degree. I am sure that the colors could
change & mutate right back up to red at any
moment now — somewhat inspired by our invasion
of Iraq or perhaps even other previous US foreign
policies gone awry. As much as I oppose war —
my heart & hopes & prayers go out to the
soldiers | out to the innocent | & out to
an eventual resolve into some sort of peace.
Until then — print out pictures of the
american flag & scotch tape them to your rear
window. Fly little flags from your auto antennae
& hum the national anthem while walking down
through officeparks and malls and parkinglots.
Whistle while you work and rent movies for Christ's
sake yes rent movies and shop and do all those
whoville things that make us who we are and who
we will continue to be. Go to Costco and purchase
oversized overportioned parcels of foodstuffs
and watch the game. Get together and play boardgames
and talk about coupons and sunday sales flyers.
Just be real — you know — like J-lo
— just like J-lo y'awL. |