Random, slushy thoughts
Well, we're roasting out here in SoCal. Now mind you, I like heat- just not slightly damp, slightly muggy heat. So before I melt, I thought I'd write a bit.
For the weekend, I've been thinking, listening to music and watching films (lethal combo-for you, anyway).
And, as the school year approaches, I am gearing up for my annual, don't let your child be recruited by No Child Left Behind (and yes, Fadi, as we get closer to bombing Qom, this means you) campaign. Cannot tell you how evil this thing is.
(still from The Short Life of Jose Antonio Gutierrez)
La Espera, track 9
LA ESPERA ( THE WAIT)
Alguien le prometió un futuro mejor.
Le dijeron que el trabajo era un trabajo de honor.
Y a otro le dijeron que esto era su chance pa' proteger a su país y demostrar su valor.
Y se fueron, cada quien tenía su razón.
La guerra no discrimina quien lleva y quien deja regresar.
La esposa esperará con los dedos cruzados que su esposo regrese a conocer a su hijo.
Y la otra familia piensa que tienen suerte, no están preparados para malas noticias.
Cada día algunos caen y otros sobreviven.
La guerra no discrimina quien lleva y quien deja regresar.
Someone promised him a better future.
They told him that the work was one of honor.
And to another they told him it was his chance
to defend his country and demonstrate his bravery.
And they went, each had his own reason.
War does not discriminate
who is it takes and who is allowed to return.
The wife shall wait with crossed fingers
that her husband shall return to know his son.
And the other family believes they are lucky,
they are not prepared for bad news.
Each day some fall, and others survive.
War does not discriminate
who it takes nor who is allowed to return.
You can listen to it here.
It's a beautifully tragic song that is, sadly, very true.
For the weekend, I've been thinking, listening to music and watching films (lethal combo-for you, anyway).
And, as the school year approaches, I am gearing up for my annual, don't let your child be recruited by No Child Left Behind (and yes, Fadi, as we get closer to bombing Qom, this means you) campaign. Cannot tell you how evil this thing is.
And I've been thinking about the Green Card Soldiers, who come mostly from the Southwest and who are often in the front line and make up a growing percentage of the war dead.
(still from The Short Life of Jose Antonio Gutierrez)
La Espera, track 9
LA ESPERA ( THE WAIT)
Alguien le prometió un futuro mejor.
Le dijeron que el trabajo era un trabajo de honor.
Y a otro le dijeron que esto era su chance pa' proteger a su país y demostrar su valor.
Y se fueron, cada quien tenía su razón.
La guerra no discrimina quien lleva y quien deja regresar.
La esposa esperará con los dedos cruzados que su esposo regrese a conocer a su hijo.
Y la otra familia piensa que tienen suerte, no están preparados para malas noticias.
Cada día algunos caen y otros sobreviven.
La guerra no discrimina quien lleva y quien deja regresar.
Someone promised him a better future.
They told him that the work was one of honor.
And to another they told him it was his chance
to defend his country and demonstrate his bravery.
And they went, each had his own reason.
War does not discriminate
who is it takes and who is allowed to return.
The wife shall wait with crossed fingers
that her husband shall return to know his son.
And the other family believes they are lucky,
they are not prepared for bad news.
Each day some fall, and others survive.
War does not discriminate
who it takes nor who is allowed to return.
You can listen to it here.
It's a beautifully tragic song that is, sadly, very true.
