Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Year five

So, yesterday was my birthday. I turned 25. I watched basketball and started to think this was the most uninteresting, uninspiring NCAA Tournament I've seen in quite some time.

But anyways...

Today is the four-year anniversary of the start of the Iraq War. Which means, if you do some math, I will have spent one day of my adult, drinking-age life in peacetime. Which wasn't that great to begin with, since that day was spent with the Bush administration preparing for the war the following day.

Any parent who has given or seen the birth of their child on March 19, 2003 will have every day raising their child in the shadow of war. Their children went to nursery school today not knowing what peace looks like. When it does arrive, it will be alien to them, having to see it for the first time ever.

September of next year, they will go to kindergarten, and no one really knows what the state of the world will look like then. Perhaps it will be better than today, but the promise of peace that the Bush administration has given to the American people remains uncertain as ever. Until then, if ever, we will have to raise our families under the constant threat of our own demise.

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