Jul. 26th, 2006

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It was a very bad day.

I don't have a body count yet, I'll probably know tomorrow just how many people we lost at Bint Jbiel today.
The News says eight... I know for a fact that it's more, but I suppose not everyone has been identified, nor have all the families been informed about what has happened. And since I've stopped listening to the news, I'll just have to wait for oral reports from my peers, or read it on someone else's blog.
I just finished crying for the second time today.
I reached the limit of how much I can internalize, today was a day of breakdowns and many leanings against other people's shoulders.

In Israeli news channels they show much aerial photography the Air Force (where I serve) provides them. Obviously they don't show the gory details, or the sensitive secret stuff.
I see the gore and I cheer, because I know we're killing Hezbollah operatives and taking out more and more rocket launchers that send their Katyushot, Zilzals and many others onto Israeli towns.
When I got home I cried and am still crying because I'm part of the machine killing people, but Hezbollah is my country's enemy and so I must be happy that we're killing them.
I feel so torn and... I can't even describe it.

Add to that, that I've been in this war since Monday the 17th, that's ten days and I'm getting burned out, some of my comrades have been in this since the beginning and they're burned out and going on, I'll have to as well.

I'm so tired.

I really should wait for my free day to write so that I sound a little coherent.

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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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