Contours are a brilliant camouflage. The folds of life slipping like satin. You don’t wear camouflage. It wears you. Erasing who you are. Bruises on the arms of life. Cuts on the wrists of time.
There are wars enough that we shall never stop fighting. That soldiers and weapons will always be required. There are wars enough that peace need not ever trouble your thoughts.
If we should pause. To let the bullets rest. Or sometimes wait. to give the trigger a chance to catch its breath. It’s only the fighting as it’s always been. the simple protocol of blood and touch. scribbling its art on any available surface.
These often battles and seldom words are the purest form of camouflage. The naked flesh. The trembling flag. And all the bullets necessary to preserve.
Quiet predators digging the path. Hidden beautifully in madness.
Memorial Day was fun for all around here. There was great food and nice weather (finally) and festive fireworks. Flags were flying and hot dogs were a grilling aplenty. I’m not really a hot dog person, unless they are of the meatless variety, but they still grill up just as nicely and love sauerkraut and ketchup just as much.
My favorite part of summer is the grilling and the fireworks. Down on the shore we’re big on the fireworks. Any excuse to set em off. Fourth of July… time for fireworks! Friday nights… time for fireworks! Didn’t rain today… time for fireworks!
Summer is always such a wonderful and happy time growing up. No school. All that freedom. That’s what we’re all about. Freedom. And summer is the ideal time to be free. So many wonderful things to do, eat and see.
But we cannot forget those who make this all possible. The brave fighting men and women of the armed forces who risk their lives every day to preserve the freedom we cherish so dearly. Thank you so very much ladies and gentlemen of the military!
Thank you for defending my right to watch Hell’s Kitchen and Iron Chef America. Thank you for preserving my right to eat tofu and hummus. Thank you for the CW and for Showtime and for Fox Television. But not for Fox News. They totally suck.
Here’s a problem with army navy clothing. It doesn’t come in enough colors. It’s always with the brown and the olive etc. Sometimes we want a little hue in our military clothing selection. Not everyone who admires the military or is a member thereof dislikes color and pigment.
I think this is clearly evidenced already by how well pink camo and pink military clothes have sold over the last decade. There is a real and genuine demand for army navy apparel that contains tints other than tan and grey.
There is a clear and present demand. And yet there is very little supply. Isn’t that the very foundation of a free enterprise society. Supply and demand. If there is a demand for it it is lucrative to supply it. And yet still there are no purple plaid army t-shirt or lime green air force caps. Is it such a leap to make? If pink is popular and selling well, do you really need to be convinced about adding other whimsical colors? Are army navy suppliers really this slow?
One site has yellow and orange and baby blue and all kinds of other good stuff. Never fear. They have traditional colors as well. I especially like the purple stuff. Purple military themed clothing is hard to find. Or should I say, it was hard to find. Now it’s pretty easy.
I don’t know about you, but where I come from the Army means something special. Men and women who dedicate their lives to preserving the luxuries most of us take for granted. People who risk their lives in the pursuit of freedom for all.
An army is a fighting force, but an army is also a peace keeping regime. They can be hard and they can be soft. That’s part of the beauty of it. When two opposites collide wonderful things tend to happen.
The Army is an amazing collection of people from all over the country. From all different cultures and backgrounds. With a huge variety of hopes and dreams of their own. But at their core they are all, each one of them, Americans.
The Army is the ultimate expression of American unity. It is the personification of the ‘Great Melting Pot’. Where Mexican-Americans, Italian-Americans, Afro-Americans and all other kinds of good people come together to join forces to defend what we love and hold dear. It’s quite beautiful really when you think of it in these terms.
For all our many differences, when it really matters, when it counts most. Good men and women are truly able to come together and become a single unified force for the defence of our diverse and collective nation. Both in the Army as well all the brave branches of our military forces.