This marks my second blog. The first was a tame means to pass time and it served it's purpose well. I'll keep the randomness of my posts, I believe that worked well, but I intend to spread the scope a bit. If there is anything in the blog that offends you, please alert me immediately, and I will endeavor to have you blocked. Thanks.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
War ... and charity .... and war .... and charity .... and more war ... and
Saw the strangest thing (to me at least) recently while on the tube. Being in tourist mode, I was reading as many of the little posters along the railings ... and a pair next to each other caught my eye.
The first was one remembering war poems, think it was 'poems on the tube' or some such campaign.
The second was a charity asking for help so kids of war torn places can have warm clothes for the winter.
Maybe I am too young to understand, or maybe because of where I live I can't understand, and yes I know the two aren't directly related (the second was a recent domestic conflict) but it just seems crazy that war is honored and regretted on adjoining posters and some how the average man has to fund both ends, first thru taxation, then through guilt induced or sympathetic donations.
Wish we could avoid all this by avoiding war in the first place. I won't lament over the past big wars of the world, but military spending and research these days in big economies is so large. If we diverted some of that money or even all, I'm sure everyone would have warm clothes to wear. Of course, half of these cities wouldn't be flattened in the first place. War is such a useless cycle of waste and suffering, and I just can't wrap my head around how we still support it. Well I can understand why a business supplying services and products of war would, but no one else benefits in any way.
Anyway, let me stop now cause I still in the people place, ain't want them get vex and put me out.
Labels:
charity,
poems of war,
war
Location:
London, UK
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