One of the most horrible features of war is that all the war-propaganda, all the screaming and lies and hatred, comes invariably from people who are not fighting. (George Orwell)
You know what I really hate? Those horrible, insidious commercials for the National Guard that come on before the movie previews. So now in addition to the indignity of having to sit through commercials at the movies, we have to watch this abject propaganda over and over? (As my mortified kids will attest, I have an involuntary tendency to swear loudly at the screen whenever this stuff comes on).
The Kid Rock/NASCAR version (above) is especially horrid. “And if you ain’t gonna fight, get out of the way…” Boy, you don’t know the meaning of insult until you’re repeatedly subjected to foreign policy according to Kid Rock…
In the unlikely event that some theater owners are reading this, here’s my vote for a more appropriate rock and roll tutorial about our country’s foreign military adventures: That Man I Shot by the Drive-By Truckers. (Click below for the lyrics):
