out of the closet...
Ok, time to come out of the closet. Some of you already know this, or have guessed it, so I may as well go fully public here.
I suffer from clinical depression, generalised anxiety disorder, and PTSD. These have been deemed to be war related and as a result I receive the full Veterans Disability Pension (such as it is).
Why am I telling you this? Because I am sick and tired of some people's pop psychology "diagnoses" directly or indirectly labelling veterans such as myself as malingerers, welfare parasites, misfits, and worse. Sick of it! Piss off! Go screw yourselves!
These days there's a hard political edge to such vilifications and I'm getting pretty pissed off about it, as a previous post has already indicated...
Back off you idiots or recruiting numbers will drop so low you'll need to re-introduce
press gangs to fight your next round of resources-stealing wars.
Of course the reason they're doing it is because the cat's out and it's costing them trillions to continue their vile abuse of patriotism..
I suffer from clinical depression, generalised anxiety disorder, and PTSD. These have been deemed to be war related and as a result I receive the full Veterans Disability Pension (such as it is).
Why am I telling you this? Because I am sick and tired of some people's pop psychology "diagnoses" directly or indirectly labelling veterans such as myself as malingerers, welfare parasites, misfits, and worse. Sick of it! Piss off! Go screw yourselves!
These days there's a hard political edge to such vilifications and I'm getting pretty pissed off about it, as a previous post has already indicated...
Back off you idiots or recruiting numbers will drop so low you'll need to re-introduce
press gangs to fight your next round of resources-stealing wars.
Of course the reason they're doing it is because the cat's out and it's costing them trillions to continue their vile abuse of patriotism..
posted by The Editor at
2:04 PM
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Gerry - had figured it anyway, but also explains (I imagine) how you came across the Colin Wilson stuff. I appreciate that you passed me the reference without comment.
(The sign-in code is odveskeo - sounds like multinational based in Alaska...)
Mate, I can sit on the fence... I just haven't figured out yet how to ride a horse on each side of the fence at the same time. Letcha know when I do... :-)
hope it ain't barbed wire...;-)
We have a particularly cynical and twisted rabid right wing media monster in the US named Ann Coulter. This "person" has on more than one occasion accused wounded veterans who have the nerve to speak against a war of being cowardly or being the reason the war goes or went badly. She is the vilest thing that ever got broadcast and I think we can do better that protest that such people should STFU. We can let the sponsors know they are buying serious ill will with the advertising dollars that put such crap on the air.
but aren't you excited Gerry? the new ads on the telly are saying you're going to be *able* to work, even with a disability! Gerry, this is fantastic news. all this time you thought you were too sick to work. but no, John Howard's going to help you. trust him.
Weeell, slap me with a wet salmon, the Bear's a fruitcake. I'd never have guessed that.
Greenie, I've read some Ann Coulter's ignorant and poisononous rantings. It's her kind of "democracy" they had us fighting for in Vietnam. I feel sick...
As I said on your blog, GS, I'm up for participation in your project. I'd want a list of sponsors (with addresses)and a bank of sample letters to choose from. Her reach is global, so the reaction should be global. Anything I can do to freeze her out would be a privilege to do.
Gianna, I am SO looking forward to life on the streets. I think I'd make the lawns of Kirribilli my patch... Perhaps a bit of gardening, you know, fertilising his plants, etc...
JahTeh, if I ever get to meet you, I'll bring a wet pilchard...
When I was an undergrad I had a job working in a lab run by the Bureau of Mines. A co-worker was a Viet Nam vet. The year was 1971 and the war as well as the protests against it were on everyones minds. The job was interesting and a little tricky, working with radio isotopes and setting up high voltage and high temperature aparatus. This kid was only a bit older than me with a conspicuously athletic build. He had played basket ball at Brigham Young U. He was a low key kinda guy with a ready smile and a good attitude toward his job and we all liked him. He'd had a good Mormon upbringing and hadn't any of your usual vices of drink, smokes or foul language.
He got the job becuase it was a government lab and he had a ton of "points" in the government's scheme for ratinging applicants because he had lost an arm in V.N. The one thing you didn't want to do was call him names or drunkenly gang up on the guy [which did happen around the clubs in Reno where this all transpired so many years ago]. He kept a length of pipe handy to make up for the missing arm and he could use it and had sent a few idiots to the hospital.
I never detected the bitterness one would expect in anything that guy said. Just a decent amount of respect and fair treatment was all he ever asked.
Well Reagan's administration disbanded the Bureau of Mines a few years later but I am sure the fellow went on to better work. I never forget this guy because he put the lie to so many phoney stories people use instead of facts when they think about vets. The worst of those stories is that we do think about vets...most people, politicians included, talk a good game when the subject comes up, especially around election time, and then forget about it entirely.
Greenie, I love it when they hit me with the "served your country" crap.
We served big business. We served globalisation. We were killers for capitalism. We murdered millions because it was "in our interests" to do so.
We are utterly corrupt. And our corruption has blinded us. So much so, that most people have no frigging idea what I'm talking about. They think capitalism is wonderful. They can't see that it will eat itself and lay waste to the entire planet. They can only see the bling bling, the TVs, the mobile phones, the shiny shit.
They cannot see that it will lead to a master/slave neo-feudalism where the privileged few will lord it over a vast exploited and empoverished lower class. I am flabbergasted at their stupidity.
I give up.
There is no hope that they will ever wake up to themselves. They're corrupted and part of that reality is that they do not know that they are corrupted. Nor do they want it any other way.
"We're on the highway to hell..."
I think I'll go get pissed again.
It is interesting how little is made of the very short walk that Rober McNamera made from Ford Motors to the cabinet, or the even shorter walk that took Cheney from senate to Haliburton to VPness. Democratic administrations in the US have a slightly better record in that they sometimes pick academics as opposed to only posting their job openings in board rooms of large corporations and conservative "think tanks...but only slightly.
As for my talk-back-to-the-media idea, it looks like I will have to do it on my own for a while. Some people don't get too stirred up over vague blueprints...they really need to hear the purr of the engine and see the gleam of the shiny fenders. I already bought the domain name and the necessary hosting package and I am teaching myself PHP and MySQL. Might take a year but I'll get there.
Just ocurred to my goofy aurally oriented word processing regions that "think tank" is not just the name of a kind of narrowly focused policy research institute: it is literally the policy that the bushies produced: what is our response to the worlds needs? think "planes" think "troops", think "bombs", think "tanks" :-(
Think "We come in peace. Shoot to kill!"
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