Monday, August 18, 2014
Says He: Ending war. You’re an idiot. Wars are necessary.
Say I: They are? Why?
Says He: Because everyone wants our stuff. We have to protect our freedom.
Say I: Oh. So, is it our stuff, or our freedom that we’re protecting?
Says He: What’s the difference?
Say I: Well, I guess that’s a matter of interpretation.
Says He: What the hell does that mean? You don’t need to interpret freedom. You either have it or you don’t.
Say I: I’m pretty sure it’s not that simple.
Says He: Damn straight it’s that simple. You’re either free or you’re not.
Say I: And freedom means you have stuff that you want to protect.
Says He: What does that matter to it? I guess. I guess if you’re not free, then you can’t own anything.
Say I: Well, we’re going to have to disagree on what freedom is all about, but back to war, just for a minute. So, what you’re saying is to keep your stuff safe, and to keep your ability to have stuff, you think it’s a good idea to send total strangers to kill other total strangers before they can take your stuff or slow down your ability to get stuff.
Says He: Damn straight. Americans!
Say I: Ok. That’s what I thought you said. Just checking.
Says He: You and your commie bastard friends are all the same. You all think you know what’s right for everyone else.
Say I: I can see your point. I can see how I would be a threat to you.
Posted by Eddie Proulx