john rah's world report short story feature

 american right written by john rah


we don’t want to talk about war these days except maybe a serious obvious point that doesn’t deserve to be mentioned. that point being; if it was a rule in war to not fight on the weekend, the soldiers might go see each other and play cards and drink beer. as we become more global, war will be more and more absurd.

“sam, i know we have been friends all our lives, but i come from kabombistan and we are fighting your country.”

“you have to kill me.”

“not today. but from tomorrow on, we are enemies.”

“then let’s party tonight.”

so the next month they finally do face each other.

“sam my friend.”

they hug and kiss cheeks.

“this war sucks, doesn’t it.”

“it’s worse for us, you guys are winning.”

“what’s the score.”

“200,000 to 125,000.”

“you have more woman and children in the front lines though, maybe it will even out a little.”

“well, i hope so.”

“i actually have to kill you.”

“i have to kill you as well.”

“should we draw straws?”

“we could do Russian roulette.”

the point. my question is, what would i do. a canadian living in germany. in canada, everyone has friends who are foreigners; 33% of the people in toronto are foreigners. canada is made up of mostly foreigners. foreigners always get to know a few foreigners. even from lands that could be at war with the land they are sharing. our hate has no proper focus anymore.

many people have the problem of not knowing who to hate. chinese women marry german men. japanese men marry american women. if this goes any farther, who will fight who.

i believe it’s the best thing that can happen to the planet but we have to think of the poor americans depending on the war machine. the country would sink into a huge recession if they couldn’t sell war.

hate for the other and lizard brained ignorance must live on so america can have a high standard of living. so they can father rape and destroy the planet. so that they can be free to be slaves to their totalitarian shopping mall christian dictatorship.

a tired subject no one wants to hear about. as long as i agree america is great, maybe i won’t get shot. but perhaps i fancy being assassinated. a hero’s ending like in the great novels that are being recycled into a television series and play dumb station games. like jesus the anti establishment rebel. or the anti christ. anyone can be depicted as another of the anti christs. it could be a religious assassination. dark age inquisition.

i can’t say i admire the mafia. i think there are some things that are too hard. what i do admire is that there is no secret that if you fuck around, you will die. you hear that people get shot by the mafia; that’s normal. sad but normal. you don’t hear who else is killing who. a bill hicks will always die young of something. politics and big business include death. one way or another. fact of life.

how about we admit we are a pack of murderous greedy psychopaths, all equally as demented and deranged. once we realize that and see the thing clearly, we can go about looking for solutions. as long as we think we are the top of evolution and masters of our minds and the universe, we are living, killing and dying in one fucked up illusion.

there is no us and them. no clean race. no superior culture. we are all full of shit. we are all ignorant and all wrong as hell and all making a mess of our lives and the lives of other creatures on the planet.

believing someone is shittier than you is both an illusion and a step away from a solution. getting the global village working may fuck us up, but not being a global village will kill us.


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