Blue Christmas
So this is Christmas. And what have you done?
Another year over. You are just begun.
So this is Christmas - I hope you have fun.
The near and the dear ones,
The old and the young.
So this is Christmas for weak and for strong,
For rich and for poor one, the road is so long.
So Happy Christmas, and a Happy New Year.
Let's hope it's a good one without any fear.
War is over
If you want it
War is over now
Listening to John Lennon's hopeful, melancholy "Happy Christmas (War is Over)" in my office, and I almost broke down when it came to the chorus. I had to close my office door and get my composure back. For the poor suckers all over the world in bunkers, in tents, in caves, it's not over. I know it never will be, so why do we keep talking about peace on earth? My Daddy told me If you don't want to get drunk, don't take a drink. I say If you don't want to have a war, don't send troops. We can't shoot our way to peace, but we seem to be doomed to keep trying.
John's hopeful, useless wish seems all the more pathetic this time of year.
Another year over. You are just begun.
So this is Christmas - I hope you have fun.
The near and the dear ones,
The old and the young.
So this is Christmas for weak and for strong,
For rich and for poor one, the road is so long.
So Happy Christmas, and a Happy New Year.
Let's hope it's a good one without any fear.
War is over
If you want it
War is over now
Listening to John Lennon's hopeful, melancholy "Happy Christmas (War is Over)" in my office, and I almost broke down when it came to the chorus. I had to close my office door and get my composure back. For the poor suckers all over the world in bunkers, in tents, in caves, it's not over. I know it never will be, so why do we keep talking about peace on earth? My Daddy told me If you don't want to get drunk, don't take a drink. I say If you don't want to have a war, don't send troops. We can't shoot our way to peace, but we seem to be doomed to keep trying.
John's hopeful, useless wish seems all the more pathetic this time of year.
posted by Larry Jones at 1:27 PM
5 Comments:
I know what you mean. I actually feel selfish for celebrating, simply because of all the men and women (and fellow souls) fighting on my "supposed" behalf.
...and not just there, but most everywhere, these battles of nations and neighborhoods, the beating of drums, the raising of flags; the violence of the slaughterhose, the workhouses; all the places humbled by starvation; the birth and rebirth of sicknesses; that little girl sewing all day and that old man lost; dogs in cages; lobsters in boil; and all the unhappy accidents that are right now falling around the world like drops of rain...
it would be better not to know, don't you think?
and not to think, don't you know?
Ignorance doesn't bring bliss. It takes social awareness to bring about change. Look at all the people who voted because P. Diddy told them to do so, and all the people who make their decisions based on what someone in power or on television says, rather than digesting it for themselves. Blah! Where's my wonder woman outfit?
You guys make my day. I'm seriously worried about myself, though, getting choked up at work. Not very Corporate.
Melissa - I meant to include ALL soldiers, everyone who does battle for God and country, for turf and ideals, no matter what country, no matter the fight, the imagined or trumped-up righteousness. Surely nobody believes this endless turmoil is any good.
J - I was the young lion, and almost the chimp. Someday we have to talk.
L.,
Either coincidence bonds us or you're referecing works it must have taken you some time to find. The young lion, the chimp...Roles quite opposite but yes, we tend to run the gamut, don't we?
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