Memorial Day, 2019

Once I knew the reason for Memorial/Decoration Day, I did not feel as festive as many that seemed to view it primarily as a reason to have a raucous three-day weekend and perhaps get involved in an alcohol-related personal watercraft accident. All of the male relatives of my parents’ generation served in the military in WWII or Korea, and thankfully, all returned home relatively unscathed. They gave ‘some’, so are really not the subject today.

Today is for those that gave ‘all’.

I join you in thanking them for their sacrifice, I hope we deserve it…

The Story Behind The POW/MIA Flag

When you are in a calm and thoughtful mood, give this a read:

You know that flag? The one that supposedly honors history but actually spreads a pernicious myth? And is useful only to venal right-wing politicians who wish to exploit hatred by calling it heritage? It’s past time to pull it down.Oh, wait. You thought I was referring to the Confederate flag. Actually, I’m talking about this.

Source: The Story Behind The POW/MIA Flag

Rick Perlstein is the national correspondent of The Washington Spectator, on whose site this article first appeared. This piece was updated by the Spectator on August 13 to remove the word “racist” from the headline, and has been similarly adjusted here. An apology from the author and a response from Spectator editor Lou Dubose were also appended to the original article and have been replicated here at the bottom of the piece.

Essential Reading On The 70th Anniversary Of Hiroshima – Digg

Seventy years ago today, the United States dropped the world’s first atomic weapon on Hiroshima, Japan, in an attempt to force the Japanese into surrender in the late stages of World War II. The bomb flattened the city and killed tens of thousands instantly. Here’s what you should read about Hiroshima today.

Source: Essential Reading On The 70th Anniversary Of Hiroshima – Digg

Veterans Day/Remembrance Day

‘On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month……’

What used to be Armistice Day to commemorate the 1918 cessation of hostilities of ‘The War To End All Wars’ is now Veterans Day in the United States and Remembrance Day elsewhere in the world.

Commemorate in your preferred fashion and a personal big ‘Thank you for your service’ to all veterans out there.

This year’s observation also has the whole 11-11-11 11:11:11.11 thing going for it……

Honor them with peace, not war

I originally posted this nine years ago.

Honor them with peace, not war.

It has been a year since the tragedy of 11 September. Today we personally remember in whatever manner we deem fitting. Nationally, we will be flooded with messages from many corners telling us how we should feel and act. Today, my thoughts, compassions, and prayers go to all who lost husbands, wives, sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, friends and relatives of every kind, co-workers, casual acquaintances, and complete strangers.

I don’t know what else to say except that I hope that we, individually and collectively, can begin to piece our lives and our world back together. Perhaps we will then begin to quit starting at shadows and whispers. Perhaps then we can rebuild our society of freedom, openness, and trust we have left behind.

This will doubtless include bringing more to answer for the murders of so many. This is right action. Many other things that are contemplated are not right action as they are motivated by personal, political, and, I fear, corporate gain. This is not right action.

When we have returned to our lives we can truly say we are honoring the innocents slain a year ago. Of course, this is my opinion. You may have a differing one. That is part of being free.

Except for what is above, blivet will have no postings today.

What Were You Doing?

I was in the line for the drinking fountain in Mrs. Meyers’ third grade class when the squeal of the intercom interrupted and the principal announced that President Kennedy had been shot in Dallas, Texas. Then they piped the local radio station, WIBW, in Topeka, Kansas through the speakers.

Several of my classmates and Mrs. Meyers cried during the broadcast. I was very confused because I couldn’t figure out what was going on. How could he be shot? I thought about my parents and how sad they were going to be because they liked President Kennedy and his pretty wife so much. As the radio continued I remember drawing cars and just feeling like I really didn’t understand.

In some ways, I suppose that has never changed…

What Were You Doing?