We Love War…

…We do. We really effing do. (And yes, “effing” is the new euphemism for…well you know…stop trying to make me use the real word. Geez! Save it for the sailors!)

Any way, please scream the following in your best British accent:

“Are you not entertained?! Are you not entertained?!” screamed the Gladiator, also known as Russel Crowe, in the most phenomenal movie ever. The crowd sat wide-eyed, salivating devilishly from the gory triumph of the gladiator. They loved the blood. They loved the gore. They loved the death for death’s sake. They loved their pointless obsession…

The media glamorizes war, and we watch tentatively. A defeated terrorist lies bloody in a casket, and we continue to stare, consciously forgetting we have the capabilities to turn the channel. A controversial war video surfaces on youtube.com, and we give it a record number of views. Did you Google the beheading ? (Sorry, I’m not gonna link that sick shit.) You’re guilty, too. We are all guilty of being obsessed with war. We are guilty for wanting-to-see-the-front lines-but-not-really-experience-it. I don’t know the psychology of it all, but I assume this obsession is pretty damn natural. I mean, war, and all of its components, has always been apart of our histories. It’s just that now, we have the digital platforms to really have exposure to it.

I’m really impressed with soldiers’ blogs. I think it’s something that can be very therapeutic for them. It allows us to see their world. But, can they get in trouble for their words? Some of the soldiers are revealing some pretty personal information, as they express their distaste for war. I mean, to state your rank, name, and picture on a blog seems like it would be a crime in the military. Kudos to the brave ones, though.

We will continue to watch, and read. Innocent victims killed. Pointlessness. A soldier’s candid confessions. Blood. A reality show about military wives. It’s all entertainment to us. We live the in the pointless, helplessly.

*Disclaimer: Please read this with a grain of salt. War is so not cool, dude. I mean who loves war?