why are we so determined to kill each other rather than talk and find out what the other side is feeling?
it makes no sense to me. what the **** is the point of all this killing, all this hatred?
look at recent events. about all we can agree on is killing each other. its like the life of our enemy is worth less than our own.
maybe its just a foreign concept to me. im an airborne infantryman, and my job description has always been to "close with and destroy".
but i get the feeling that doing so just avoids the solution. we could be talking. these people we kill are still people. they are just like me, they grew up and they have a hell of a lot of memories to share. so do the friends of mine who have died.
i dont get it. why are we so damned determined to kill each other? i love people, why shouldn't i love the guy who is holding a rifle against me? the best i could do in iraq was buttstroke him in the face. i didnt care if he wanted to reach his son or a rifle, i didnt want to have a reason to have to kill him.
to date, i have never killed anyone. i have been in quite a few situations where i could have, and i am glad that i didnt.
i think i may have been too hard on my team, i always wanted them to go into a house with a level of violence that would have scared alexander the great himself... i just wanted them to be able to subdue anyone in the house without having to kill them.
the thought of killing someone scares the **** out of me. i have done things that i never wanted to do because i though it was the best way to avoid killing another human being. so far it has worked, but i still cant sleep without seeing them. i see their surprise, their shock, not knowing what was going on.
i still see all of it. i cant get it out of my head when i sleep. these were normal people, like you or me. but everytime i had to break their door down, i was horribly violent. i taught my team to be violent. i taught them to shoot in response to a weapon pointed in their face, but to beat the crap out of them otherwise. and beat them they did. we never fired a single shot in all of this. nobody died, and i thank GOD for this. i dont want to kill. i dont EVER want to kill.
anyone who says they are fine with killing have either never been in the position to do so are or psycho.
why the **** do we kill each other so easily?
it makes no sense to me. what the **** is the point of all this killing, all this hatred?
look at recent events. about all we can agree on is killing each other. its like the life of our enemy is worth less than our own.
maybe its just a foreign concept to me. im an airborne infantryman, and my job description has always been to "close with and destroy".
but i get the feeling that doing so just avoids the solution. we could be talking. these people we kill are still people. they are just like me, they grew up and they have a hell of a lot of memories to share. so do the friends of mine who have died.
i dont get it. why are we so damned determined to kill each other? i love people, why shouldn't i love the guy who is holding a rifle against me? the best i could do in iraq was buttstroke him in the face. i didnt care if he wanted to reach his son or a rifle, i didnt want to have a reason to have to kill him.
to date, i have never killed anyone. i have been in quite a few situations where i could have, and i am glad that i didnt.
i think i may have been too hard on my team, i always wanted them to go into a house with a level of violence that would have scared alexander the great himself... i just wanted them to be able to subdue anyone in the house without having to kill them.
the thought of killing someone scares the **** out of me. i have done things that i never wanted to do because i though it was the best way to avoid killing another human being. so far it has worked, but i still cant sleep without seeing them. i see their surprise, their shock, not knowing what was going on.
i still see all of it. i cant get it out of my head when i sleep. these were normal people, like you or me. but everytime i had to break their door down, i was horribly violent. i taught my team to be violent. i taught them to shoot in response to a weapon pointed in their face, but to beat the crap out of them otherwise. and beat them they did. we never fired a single shot in all of this. nobody died, and i thank GOD for this. i dont want to kill. i dont EVER want to kill.
anyone who says they are fine with killing have either never been in the position to do so are or psycho.
why the **** do we kill each other so easily?
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