Besides our national Death Cult (Christianism) awful Americans fetishizing dead people & making a big fucking deal over the eventual disposition of the lifeless corpses of those they send to murder in their names (& die, too) make us nauseous.
What fucking difference could it possibly make whether Junior is actually under the headstone that bears his/her name, rank, service branch & the date they were murdered by/for their government? Huh?
Put the dead fucking bodies to use; grind them up for fertilizer. Strike a blow for life, morbid assholes!
(If these "brave & noble" young people are so fucking important to you armchair generals, why do you make murderers of them & send them to die?)
Note: Plenty of people who've passed through our empty, meaningless life are deader than fucking doorknobs. Never been to visit one of their damn graves. (Funerals excepted.) And our late (But not late enough, damnit!) mother left her wretched body to science, if you can call the UCLA cadaver program science.
What fucking difference could it possibly make whether Junior is actually under the headstone that bears his/her name, rank, service branch & the date they were murdered by/for their government? Huh?
ReplyDeleteWell, I like to know whose brains I am eating.
"No Organ Meats!" Editor Suggests:
ReplyDeleteLegislation that USDA Prime, Select, or Choice be carved on gravestones for your ilk.
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