army men
I was coming to class this morning, on time for once, when I stopped on the steps outside Chapman hall. On the marble railing to the stairs was a cluster of army men, some standing plainly, others pushed into macabre combat, some with dismemebered limbs. To each was attached a small banner reading "securityrations.com." I took one.

An interesting website, a good philosophy, great "marketing." Certainly made my morning. But it also made me think about our impending combat situation. Next week, in all probability, we will find out if we go to war. Monday we recieve more input on the weapons inspection in Iraq. Tuesday is the W's State of the Union address. The Federal Reserve board meets wednesday. Obviously, OBVIOUSLY, there's an agenda here. We all know that by now. This isn't purely about terrorism. It isn't purely about oil. It isn't *even* about Bin laden. And it isn't only about some whack-job dictator. The US wants to assert its role as a global policeman. We want to put OURSELVES into the middle east.

My question is, does it really make sense to incite violence with someone suspected of housing weapons of mass destruction? How about two someones at opposite ends of the world? How about pissing off your alies who think that these "protective measures" are a baaaaad idea. We are so, royally fucked. Come September, I might be glad for the chance to be in Japan... oh, wait, except that Kim Il Jong II has his nuclear missiles trained on major Japanese cities. Shit.

Welcome to a new era. I wanna go home.