Memorial Day

On Monday, Mom, the Kidling, Hubs and I will be at Saratoga National Cemetery for the annual Memorial Day event. That’s what it’s all about: remembering those who served and are no longer here. Especially those who died in battle, or because of it.
This past week, there have been news items popping up all over the net about vandalism being done to Memorials: graffiti on a POW stone, flowers ripped from a Purple Heart garden. Stupid shit done by ….who? People ignorant of the meaning of these places? Those so anti-war or anti-establishment that they somehow feel the right to lash out at the dead, the memories of the dead, and the hearts of the survivors? Delinquents with nothing better to do than destroy?

I have the feeling it may be all of the above, and it saddens and angers me beyond belief. I get people being anti-war. War is hell on everyone and everything it touches. But to so dishonor the memory of those who stood between what they loved and believed in and the conflict… that does yourself no honor, either. To demonstrate so much…. hate, disregard, mindlessness…is also to knowingly inflict further pain on the parents, siblings, lovers, children, family and friends of those still among the living. Most people seem to agree that the Westboro Baptist Church protesting at military funerals is disgusting and wrong, and needs to be prevented. What makes these people think desecrating a memorial to our military dead/POWs is any different or better?

I have an idea. If I catch you spray-painting a monument or memorial, I get to shove the can up your ass. I catch you disrespecting an American flag, I get to totally disrespect your body… say, like finding the nearest sharp object and shoving it down your throat?

Some people get it. Some don’t

 

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About Mad Annie, Bronwyn, Ann

I am a wife.mother, writer, cashier (hey, it helps pay the bills), Pagan who sometimes thinks too much. A jackie of all trades and mistress of none
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