Monday, May 28, 2007

Memorial Day

Today is the day of Remembrance for those fallen and those whom have served. Please take a moment in spite of the department store sales, sporting events and BBQ's, to remember the dead and the injured of the less than one percent of Americans making actual sacrifices for the failed policies of the criminal Bush administration, because they have to. The men and women that serve in our military are committed out of contractual obligation and personal integrity to complete the jobs they signed on for. Today's military support for the failed war/occupation strategy closely mirrors that of the American public.

Slate has compiled the timely and important Doonesbury strips that speak to the bush shit of this ongoing Iraqi and American massacre that fuels such unrest in the Middle East.

As of noon today, four thousand, four hundred and fifty five members of the American military have died. Please remember and honor their service today. A national moment of remembrance takes place at 3 p.m. Eastern time. Take a moment to remember.

Op-Ed Columnist Paul Krugman puts it like this: Trust and Betrayal
“In this place where valor sleeps, we are reminded why America has always gone to war reluctantly, because we know the costs of war.” That’s what President Bush said last year, in a Memorial Day ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery.

Those were fine words, spoken by a man with less right to say them than any president in our nation’s history. For Mr. Bush took us to war not with reluctance, but with unseemly eagerness.

Now that war has turned into an epic disaster, in part because the war’s architects, whom we now know were warned about the risks, didn’t want to hear about them. Yet Congress seems powerless to stop it. How did it all go so wrong? read the rest...
The NYT photo essay of the day.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo,
Shovel them under and let me work--
I am the grass; I cover all.

And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
What place is this?
Where are we now?

I am the grass.
Let me work.

-- Carl Sandburg

HopeSpringsATurtle said...

Thank you al-scooter for bringing the Sandberg to the occasion.

Tom said...

As I hung the flag on the porch for Memorial Day, I thought to myself "how many today?" One is too many, ten is sickeningly sad.

God bless America...
goddamn George Bush...