How DARE they?
It’s being demanded I sacrifice for a war, when I’ve been sacrificing all my life for the environment, and the people who want the war have never tried until now. I’m just a bit ticked off about it. I’m not swearing because I did all my swearing at the radio last night.
The Downscale people are finally coming to the conclusions the Upscale people have known all the time.
Downscale, of course, are those childish minds who think they can solve everything by war: The Kill To Cures, the Patriots, The Right People. They voted for Reagan and smugly smiled when he tore the solar panels off the White House. They didn’t know the deserts they were damning their own kids to.
Upscale are those of us who can’t be classified because we can actually think. Our opinions look gray because they’re based on the situation at the moment, on questions based on more than just one Approved Truth. I buy the solar panels from the Danish and Swedish companies who used to be American companies but lost their funding under the Oil War presidents.
Downscale loves war. They think they can simply wipe out the Bad Guy and burst their problems like a pimple, instead of keeping up a schedule of regular hygiene. They never seem to get it that both sides think they’re the Good Guy. They get all surprised when the other bad guys shoot back and start wiping out their DNA. They don’t start thinking until they’ve lost the chance to have grandchildren.
Upscale knows that war is what happens when you screw up. We don’t need to be “forged in the fires of experience” to figure something out. We know that interfering with other people’s lives will lead to instability, social collapse and war. Bullets kill. War is expensive. Lots of women and kids get killed. Soldiers – when they come back at all – come back crippled and/or screwed up in the head. Both sides lose, lose, lose.
We’ve lost every war we’ve been in. We lost the war with Great Britain; it was only a war to loosen up taxes and give the right of choice to white males.
We lost the civil war, a war the Upscale would never have fought, because Upscale knows slavery is wrong. We don’t have to see our fellow human beings whipped and degraded to know this isn’t what a decent human being does. Downscale is still mad about it, and doesn’t want any more colored immigrants; they had to have their Jim Crow laws taken away from them like a handful of linty candy.
We lost our wars with the First Peoples – the people we call the Indians. We’ve been left with a shattered environment we hardly have the resources to repair, and our wars with sick, dying peoples have made us think we’re invincible. The First Peoples have known who we are all along, right out into the islands of Hawaii, and the northern territory of Alaska.
We lost World War One when we got involved, and stirred up the pot that would just lead to more bad soup. We lost World War Two when our men came back and started to act the drill sergeant to their children and families; our children are raped in huge numbers and wander the streets just to get away from Dad, and blame our gay communities because of what their own blood did to them. We beat small, exhausted countries who had already been battered to pieces against another empire and added to our own legend of invincibility, in our own minds.
The women of Japan tied their babies to their backs and jumped into rivers and off mountains when they heard the Americans were coming, because of what the American Marines had done to Haiti in the 1920’s. America practiced torture in all the defeated countries, gaining experience for the Cold War.
We lost the Cold War when Russia went down the path we’re going down now. Our belief we’d won chained us to them, and is dragging us toward the same cliff. For the same resources, in the same places.
I won’t have to list the following quotes for the Upscale, but the Downscale might want to know before they start thinking their own experience is special.
Benjamin Franklin said, “Experience is a dear school, but a fool will learn in no other.”
Goethe said, “He who will not hear, must feel.”
Robert Frost said, “War is for everybody, for children, too.”