Sunday, July 27, 2008

Humor in the Military

O.K. it's Sunday time for reflection and contemplation of God and his mighty mysterious works.
A good source for the contemplation of one of God's most mighty and mysterious faces
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  • There are certain people in the world who feel that God is directing them, that their goal is more important than any suffering they might cause.
    Leopold and Loeb, Adolf Hitler, Ted Bundy, Abraham Lincoln, George Bush, Saddam Hussein and many other mass murderers.

    And on a smaller scale, those who feel that their "need" to get someplace is excuse to violate traffic laws, that their "need" to "maximize profits" excuses "creative accounting" that their need to "keep the peace" excuses violence.

    But you and I, we already know all that.
    We know that piloting our lives through the heavy traffic is a cooperative dance and not a desperate race.

    Don't we?

    So let's take this day of rest and consider what happens when some of us imagine that somehow we are above it all.
    Whether your "God" is called God, Jaweh, Allah, Money, The great Pumpkin, or Horsepower.

    Here's a bit of music appreciation from the aforementioned site.




    Sniper Alley

    Vedran Smailovic plays Albinoni’s Adagio
    on a sidewalk,
    on a quiet Sarajevo morning,
    wearing his finest suit,
    his cello leaning its neck
    over his shoulder,
    as if searching the rooftops
    for what audience there might be,
    listening.

    A mortar shell killed so many who were
    waiting in the bread line,
    nervously patient,
    where flowers now
    hang their heads
    and fall
    piece by piece
    to the earth,
    as though hushed
    only by Vedran’s requiem,
    this impossible music.

    Listen.
    There is nothing romantic about this.
    There is a rifle scope
    magnifying him in its lens,
    reticular crosshatchings
    bisecting his body.
    There is a rooftop sniper,
    not far from here,
    who has watched Vedran
    come to this place
    for over twenty days now,
    resting the crosshairs
    on his heart,
    measuring the distance between them,
    how all that is needed
    is for a finger to press down,
    for one long agonizing note
    to rise from it,
    stunning.

    Brian Turner

    Note: In fact, Vedran Smailovic, of the Sarajevo Opera orchestra, actually did risk sniper fire at the site of this attack, playing his cello for 22 consecutive days. (See Sarajevo, A Portrait of the Siege, pp. 46-47)
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