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The War

Have you been watching THE WAR on PBS?

It's brutal and moving and uplifting and depressing.

We were watching Episode 4: The Pride Of Our Nation and it was mainly about D-Day (June 6, 1944) and the Allied invasion of France. One of the survivors was talking about his experience and how he and his older brother both landed on Omaha beach, the most frakked up of the invasion spots that day. This gentleman's brother didn't survive and he said that he would have rather lost his arms and legs than have lost his brother that day. The scene faded out and Kurt got up to go to the kitchen. We had already finished dinner so I wasn't sure why he was getting up. I said, "what are you getting?" and he said, "I need a drink."

And how.

And yet we (the national "we") are At War. Doesn't feel like it at all. Times are different, politics are different, the world is different. But guess what? War is just exactly the same. What's that saying? War is Hell.

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