Bring the troops home.
More stories in the local newspapers about kids coming home corpses or crippled.
How much waste does this bugeyed bellybutton obsessed nation need before it wakes up and sees the violence it has enabled?
All the faith-based organizations in my town are using federal money to make posters that say "Nonviolence begins with me" but they don't mean it. It's violence that feeds them. It's millions that go to glitzy churches in the middle of hopeless, god forsaken neighborhoods. Pimp a million and you're a political player. Pimp fifty bucks and you go to jail.
Idiots rail in support of flag burning amendments and anti-sex legislation.
That kind of shit won't put eyes back in that young GI's face.
Balloon juice won't reattach limbs or reconnect spinal columns.
Every idiot with a "Freedom isn't Free" bumpersticker should volunteer in the VA burn unit nearest him.
Perhaps he will learn a lesson in personal responsibility.
Perhaps a lesson in the true complexity of reality.
They should see the fruit of their crimes.
They should be made to push it in gurneys.
Karl Rove and Hilary should be changing bandages at Walter Reed.
They should have to wipe the consequences of their actions off their hands between each bed.
And comfort frightened children ripped to shreds spasming sleepless forever as a result of great power malice: its ambition, its neglect, its emptiness.
George Bush can't be trusted with our rights.
George Bush can't be trusted to dig latrines in Iraq.
George Bush can't be trusted with the contents of a bedpan...
Every day some kid, brainwashed or not, gets chewed up and spat out by my government.
We accept it like overwhelmed infants.
We accept it like bullied children.
We should begin to act.
We should begin to act like adults again.
We need to be adult about this.
Adults who can say no
to the smug, triumphant, gleeful, selfish, heartless, walking hatred that rules this place.
We need to make them bring the troops home.
Or bring them home ourselves.
We need to bring them home.