The Military Machine

I live in a military town. Giant planes remind me of that everyday. Sometimes it sounds like they are coming down my chimney at night. Now I preface the rest of the blog with this, I'm not a really political person. I can't say I am daily abreast of the happenings in the war, but I can say it scares me. I'm not trying to be anti country, and I won't even get into the politicians roles. All I know is I see people everyday that have been or soon will be affected by this war. On a human level this sucks. On paper, I'm sure it's just a trickle down job format like everything else. All that to get to this, today I met a marine, he was picking up some stuff for a lady. His comment was simple, he said, today I'm working in the garden, next week I might be killing someone in another country. The rest of my day was a little sour. I could never live in his shoes. What are you doing next week? I hope he's working in a garden....