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We are currently in what a year ago was a part of the Second Lebanon War.

Those of you who followed this blog since know it's been a rough year for me, probably the crappiest I've ever experienced, since you can't really count the roller coater hormone rides of teenage life truly crappy. At least mine weren't.
I envy people who had the worst time in their lives during their teens; that can be put behind and one can move past that.

I still think about the War, it changed me profoundly, some for the better, mainly for the worst. It made me an extreme person, more than I was before. It made me a whole lot more angry, it changed my view on people and why people do what they do in general.

I remember the exact date, day, it was afternoon, I remember crying to Daddy for almost an hour, going back to the army the day after and be bleary eyed and working on auto-pilot, feeling abandoned and tired.
Wanting to go home, unable to abandon the people who needed me at that time.
Later on I knew I would never be able to serve in the Army again, my faith and trust in the Army (the Generals to be precise) was blown away with the man I saw die.
Did I ever tell?
Write about it?
I was looking through the tags found this post where I mention seeing it and the two linked posts allude to it, but nothing explicit.
What am I supposed to do? Trying to visualise it is... well a nightmare.
I spoke to my therapist about and almost cried, again.
I hate this fucked up feeling.
I'm sick of it.
Not two days ago I was having the time of my life, nothing was bad except a few parts in "Harry Potter 7" and now it's a year's anniversary to the death of a man whose name I don't know (nor do I care to find out) whose goal in life was to kill Israeli's and I can't stop caring!
I hate this.
A lot.

But tomorrow I'm going to Fantasy-Con where I'll see "Fraggle Rock" and buy Comic Books and all will be... a little bit better.

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.

Date: 2007-07-25 01:31 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-07-25 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angeleyes1701.livejournal.com
*hug* This too shall pass. Time dulls all pains.

I will be an Fantasy Con tomorrow too, for Boojie's production.

Date: 2007-07-25 03:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hagar-972.livejournal.com
it's a year's anniversary to the death of a man whose name I don't know (nor do I care to find out) whose goal in life was to kill Israeli's and I can't stop caring!

You summed it all up in one sentence.

If you can't find a way to reconcile the two halves you'll have to chose... Personally, I hope you'll find a way to hold both sides of the contradiction.

Date: 2007-07-27 10:56 am (UTC)

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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