Has it really been five years already? Wow, time really flies with the distractions of life.
I remember when we first started out. They said it would be a quick relationship. That we wouldn’t last. But, we knew better. We knew we had something special.
I’ve been pretty busy these days. Easy to forget about you. Take you for granted. Forget about all the special things you bring to my life. Sometimes I take a hit of crack and reminisce about the early days of our relationship.
I remember back when you were projected to be this little $50-60 billion "conflict." But my how you’ve grown! It’s hard to believe that now you’re projected total cost is $3 trillion... that’s a lot of zeros! Don’t sweat adding those zeros. I still find you as sexy as the day we met!! I love you for what is inside, not your exterior.
I think about what you bring to my life. Your ability to suck all the resources of this nation is quite something. The infrastructure of our nation is suffering in innumerable ways because of the lack of available money. It will likely take near an entire generation to recover from you.…..whenever you stop.
And how do we even recover from the human losses and tragedies? Oh, you little heartbreaker. You know damn well we’ve created another generation of mentally ill war vets, just like those from Vietnam we all see wandering the streets of our major cities. Over 200,000 have applied for disability benefits. Then there are the 3990 fatalities in the US forces, and by extension 3990 families that have been changed forever. So many of them seem to be young parents. I don’t want to forget the other 308 coalition deaths, the 29,314 US wounded, or countless Iraqi deaths and injuries. And by countless I mean countless. Nobody really knows. But since they started trying to keep track in 2005 there have been 47,000 fatalities.
So war, I really think it’s about time you and I went our separate ways. I don’t think I can handle another year of you. But to be realistic I know how tricky it can be to end these kind of dysfuctional realtionships, so I’ll just hope that next year at this time we’ll both have moved on and have started the healing process.
I remember when we first started out. They said it would be a quick relationship. That we wouldn’t last. But, we knew better. We knew we had something special.
I’ve been pretty busy these days. Easy to forget about you. Take you for granted. Forget about all the special things you bring to my life. Sometimes I take a hit of crack and reminisce about the early days of our relationship.
I remember back when you were projected to be this little $50-60 billion "conflict." But my how you’ve grown! It’s hard to believe that now you’re projected total cost is $3 trillion... that’s a lot of zeros! Don’t sweat adding those zeros. I still find you as sexy as the day we met!! I love you for what is inside, not your exterior.
I think about what you bring to my life. Your ability to suck all the resources of this nation is quite something. The infrastructure of our nation is suffering in innumerable ways because of the lack of available money. It will likely take near an entire generation to recover from you.…..whenever you stop.
And how do we even recover from the human losses and tragedies? Oh, you little heartbreaker. You know damn well we’ve created another generation of mentally ill war vets, just like those from Vietnam we all see wandering the streets of our major cities. Over 200,000 have applied for disability benefits. Then there are the 3990 fatalities in the US forces, and by extension 3990 families that have been changed forever. So many of them seem to be young parents. I don’t want to forget the other 308 coalition deaths, the 29,314 US wounded, or countless Iraqi deaths and injuries. And by countless I mean countless. Nobody really knows. But since they started trying to keep track in 2005 there have been 47,000 fatalities.
So war, I really think it’s about time you and I went our separate ways. I don’t think I can handle another year of you. But to be realistic I know how tricky it can be to end these kind of dysfuctional realtionships, so I’ll just hope that next year at this time we’ll both have moved on and have started the healing process.



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