"Nothin's Wrong, 'cept Nothin's Wrong"

Well, that was another week gone, sans blogging. Oh well, 'nuff said. Laid around today mostly, just resting. Watched some football and a couple movies. Started with King Arthur on Bravo network, which is one I like but I don't think they showed the Director's Cut. There was some segment missing that I seem to remember, so if you're going to watch it, get the director's cut. Then later tonight I tuned into Mel Gibson in We Were Soldiers. That is one very good movie. It shows a battle in the Vietnam War and focused on the men, their wives, and the battle on the ground and what it did to them instead of trying for any of the usual preaching or politics about the war. They simply showed it, very graphically in a long harrowing battle sequence. These were soldiers, surrounded and cut off and dying (thanks to the usual top brass incompetence) and yet they would Drive On. And yet those at home, the women, the children, and even confused cab drivers had to deal with the fallout. Never knowing when that doorbell would ring and what it would mean. Death is truly hardest on the living. The Captain at the end would say he would never forgive himself for not dying with his men. In the end, it's always about the man beside you - not politics, not race, not even religion. Just those human beings on both sides following orders and leaving those behind that are only left with the missing space. I've always been fascinated by war stories and war history ever since I was a kid. It isn't right how those in positions of power, those suits at the top get to decide how and when wars are started and fought while those in uniform on the ground pay the price. I firmly believe there'd be a lot fewer wars if those who decided to start them had to be on the front line leading the charge at the time they gave the green light.