Friday, September 02, 2005

Somethings...

Some things ought not be done. I ought never to google Vietnam veterans and children together. It makes for depressing reading. It makes me depressed. Yet I feel compelled to read on.
Isn't it funny how certain realities do not connect until seen in bold black text?

Holy shit, I don't even know if my father came home by boat or plane.

10 comments:

BourbonBird said...

Urgh, I know what you mean. I found myself the other night on a PRISONER PENPAL site in the US. WTF?! Some stories were tragic, some were weird, and some were deluded. I read through the entire women's list and felt like I'd run a marathon.

muffin said...

I try not to think about those things. Or watch them. Or read them. There is enough horrible things on the news.

But..I did stumble accross something on TV the other day. That I seem to ALWYAS stumble accross. Every week. Same time. It's a little less extreme of a case and will probably seem so fickle compared to the Veitnam War but; All Saints makes me cry. Every time I watch it. Accidents. Death. Greiving fammily members. I cried THREE times during All Saints this week. Not just a sniffle. Floodgates were opened. Was horrible. The little kiddies were sick and the burns victim decided to just pack it in and die. Was horrible.

Thinking about it is making my eyes water up.

Pathetic. PATHETIC, Muffin..!

Adam said...

It's not pathetic, there are some truly horrible things that people endure. It's unfair and it's wrong and it happens.

If you guys ever need big, manly, comforting hugness you let me know, I happen to specialise.

nailpolishblues said...

Yeah Muffin, I'm tragic like that too. Getting all upset over nothing - just stories. Still, with all the crap in this world it's always good to know that you still feel, have empathy, can be moved.

I was more freaking out with the statistically more likely to top self, be depressed, have nasty cancers, and then the whole not fully understanding thing - which actually makes me feel rather guilty. Well, not fully understanding, that will never happen, but not having more empathy. It's not that i didn't know - it's just that i mostly choose not to think about it. Oh well, at least I'll always have an excuse for being weird/completely fucking crazy :)

themarina said...

i'm a lot like muffin. but on the other hand, i wonder if i'm being ignorant by avoiding all of it...

coffee and cigarettes said...

I used google tonight to try and find an old friend, but alas I found nothing on them. However, I did discover that my old friends father is the current president of the Vietnam veterans association. So then I also started googling Vietnam veterans and came across some pretty hefty shit. I might not always agree with national governments, but I will always have the utmost and unbiased respect for the armed services. Some of the crap they went through and some of the stuff they saw chills me to the bone. So then I started looking for Vietnam veteran survival stories and felt a little better.

nailpolishblues said...

*waits impatiently for big, manly, comforting hugness*


*still waiting*


*yup, still*

BourbonBird said...

Your father arrived by hang-glider.

nailpolishblues said...

They don't make hang-gliders that big.

nailpolishblues said...

And if they did make hang-gliders that big he would've crashed it or fallen off it or something. That's just his way.