I found a blog yesterday that posted a weird rant (not written by the blogger). Here's an excerpt:
One last thought for the day:
Only five defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
1. Jesus Christ
2. The Canadian Soldier.
3. The British Soldier.
4. The US Soldier, and
5. The Australian Soldier
One died for your soul, the other 4 for your freedom.
Setting aside my cynic modern self and just reading that, it fascinates me. I'm not trying to bring up a conversation about religion or far-right politics. I find this email infinitely intriguing. I feel a kinship with the kind of person who would write something like that. I mean, I'm as offended as everyone else by what is ridiculous in those lines -sure, but that's boring. That email's worldview is so beautiful in its simple purity.
I'm coming across condescending... hmm. I'm trying to be honest. I find it lovely. (blah blah blah -I wouldn't vote for it -blah blah blah). There is a symmetry and art in such words that we've turned away from for too long, because it's easier to condemn it outright, than to pick out the barely perceptible grains of truth.
The ugliness is awful -and thus fascinating, but the beauty is even more interesting, so I wish we would learn to separate the quick fascisms from the earthy gems. Stop condemning war entirely; turn and savor the slim glories. Recognize the transcendence of a war torn landscape as much as the feminine sea in a peace accord.
My ideas are half-formed, floating aimless in my brain. I want to look these things in the face.