Well for now anyways...
I've just watched a Video that has hurt. A lot. Paul Hardcastle's 19...
I first heard that song when I was 14. I went to war at 19. It's just a tune right? Well it should be. But this tune has been updated.
It now speaks about our kids - Not American kids from the past.
I'm fed up with this election. I'm fed up with the liars who covet my vote. I'm fed up with debates. I'm fed up with polls. I'm fed up with the way things are.
I'm fed up with seeing kids come home in boxes covered with a flag.
None of the Politicians who want my all important kiss want to discuss this fucked up war. Well I do. I want to know what our children are dying for. I want to know what the end game is. I want to know if there's a plan.
This war isn't Vietnam.
I used to be a soldier. I'm many things - but I'm not a hippy. I don't hug trees. I don't burn our flag. I don't spit on our Veterans. But I want to know what our troops are dying for.
A future fair for all. Vote for change. These are just words.
There are no people willing to lead this Nation with the courage worthy of the blood spilled in their name. None of them are going to get my vote. For the first time in my life I am not scoring that box.
What they have is my contempt. My frustration. My despair. My anger. My rage.
I wont blog again until at least after the election. If at all. But I wont stop being angry. I wont stop hurting. That frightens me...
+++++++++++++++ UPDATE +++++++++++++++
I had a bit of a rough night - That video had an impact.
I think if I'm honest, it left me a little shell-shocked. I'm not going to run and hide.