Memorial Day is one of the most patriotic days of the year. All across America, people celebrate it by coming together and getting as wasted as possible. It’s a day when you can wander around screaming “America, Fuck Yeah!” and everyone will cheer for you. Every day should be like Memorial Day, but sadly it’s not. As the debauchery of Memorial Day Weekend comes to a close, try to remember the reason for its existence. Try to remember that it’s a day for honoring the fallen soldiers who have given their lives for this indescribably great nation.
People these days take war too lightly. Maybe it’s the movies and video games that have desensitized us to it, maybe it’s the fluoride in our water, or maybe it’s just all the drugs. People have a romanticized notion of war that is not a reflection of reality. Now don’t get me wrong, I love war more than most people, but in the back of my mind I always remember that war is not awesome. War is fucking terrible. It’s only awesome for people who are privileged enough to watch it from the luxury of a TV screen. War is fucking hell and if it doesn’t kill a person, it fucks them up in the head for life. Granted, there is a small minority of soldiers who actually do get boners from murder. Explosions with naked mangled corpses flying everywhere are hilarious to these people. Pain and death don’t mean shit to them. Fuckin’ Awesome. God bless those psychopaths. I’m glad they are on my side. For the large majority of others though, war is terrifying and traumatizing. They are fathers, sons, brothers, and lovers. They’ve got everything to lose and their loved ones won’t be there with them if they die a miserable death in some shithole country half way around the world. I wish peace was an option, but unfortunately there are a lot of really shitty people in the world. The only way to deal with some of these shitty people is to kill them. War is a necessary evil that must be exercised from time to time to purify the streams of freedom.
So this Memorial Day remember all of those who marched blindly into the depths of hell for you. Don’t just party because it’s an excuse to party. Party because you are alive and fucking free. Remember that you are free because of the hundreds of millions of Americans who have shed blood for you at war. Party for their legacy. Party for the world that exists because of their sacrifice. Drink for all soldiers who died in the trenches, jungles, and deserts all around the world. Drink for their mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, grandchildren, and friends who are left wanting without them.
This is not a day of party politics. It’s not about Democrap or Republicunt bullshit. This is a day honoring the men who died for America, regardless of which stupid party was in power. Soldiers don’t have the luxury of politics when war knocks on the doorstep. They do what they are told because it’s their duty. They do whatever America needs them to do, even if it means certain death.
This day is about soldiers, both alive and dead. This day is a reminder that peace is not a reality. It is an ideal that must be fought for again and again. This day is about all the warriors, all the freedom fighters, who decided that America is an idea that is worth dying for. I believe, as they did, that freedom is worth fighting for. So raise your glass to those warriors who were worthy enough to prove to us that talk is cheap.
Rest in Peace ye fallen heroes and know that your sacrifice was not in vain. Today we drink to celebrate you, not to mourn. Today we embrace our fellow Americans and scream “This is America, goddamnit! We are alive, we are free, and we live in the greatest fucking nation on God’s green Earth!”
…And we owe it all to you.
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