Support our Troops?

This is a phrase which really pisses the fuck out of me. In the first place, why should I support our troops, I think what our troops is doing sucks. I dont want our troops to succeed. If someone made up a slogan that was "Hope that our Troops Don't Die" I would be all over that. I dont want anyone to get killed, but I honestly dont give the world's tiniest fuck whether or not those deaths are American or Iraqi or British or whatever. I support our troops insofar as "support" is synonymous with "hope that their bodily integrity is not compromised by random pieces of metal." Beyond that however, fuck our troops. I don't want them to do what they are trying to do. If my lack of support for our troops results in a decrease in morale and hence some bombs dont get dropped, rock on. I obviously dont think this is going to happen, if it did I would spend more time trying to get the troops the message that they dont have my support. The point is however, support usually implies encouragment towards a pre-selected goal and in this case, I hope that goal cannot be accomplished.

Second, I know its equally cliched, but it just seems that the "Support our Troops: Bring them home!" signs make alot more fucking sense then the "Support our Troops: Kill the Muslims" variety. If all this bullshit about people hating anti-war protestors and stuff is because we have to rally around the troops, shouldnt we be against the thing that is going to kill them? Obviously we need to support the troops, but only insofar as that support also accomplishes political, economic, and military objectives.

Notice how so many people are trying to align supporting our troops with supporting our president. Well, which one do you want? Either we can try to help the dude who is putting 250,000 Americans in a situation which encourages them to kill other people and hence those people to kill them (it doesnt necessarily just go in this direction obviously, its a mutually reinforcing relation) or we can support those 250,000 Americans.

Enough in regard to the war, though I do think it is interesting.

I cleaned my living room today, I mean cleaned it like a motherfucker. I moved all the furniture around, I vaccuumed, I took all the amazon.com boxes that were stacked up in the corner and moved them to a closet, I put all the dirty laundry in a basket, I moved the clean laundry into a different closet and my dresser, I put up a couple other Britney posters I had sitting around. All around a very solid cleaning job by me. I think I will try to do a room every day or so, after that I will be able to do occasional maintenance and still keep fairly clean. While all the other rooms are much smaller than this living room, all of them but the bedroom will probably be significantly more difficult. The bathroom, for instance, pretty much doenst get cleaned. The tub is filthy, so is the floor. The kitchen floor may not have been cleaned, well, ever. The counters are a to the g, the sink and all the stuff in it is fine. There are about 500 soda bottles, all bagged of course, under the kitchen table. Maybe I will take those in for my 5 cents a bottle this weekend. I like Minnesota so much better, I should start importing soda that doesnt require a deposit so I wouldnt feel bad about throwing away fucking bottles and cans. I just never feel like walking into Topps with a cart full of 24oz bottles of Pepsi. I suppose its better than not having the however many dollars they are worth, probably good enough for 20 wings.

Back to the tournament, I get to cheer against Duke, Arizona, and Kentucky tonight, though I think only Duke has any serious chance of losing.

Peace,

MB-K