For R who was devastated as he watched the beginning of the war in Afghanistan 30 years after he returned, broken, from Vietnam / For wives, husbands, girlfriends, boyfriends, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, and friends of soldiers throughout history
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"The fact that these 3 brave souls can disagree and not feel like killing each other - MAN O MAN. How I wish this spirit would be in us."
One of the three Purple Heart Veterans says, "Why would I want my children to join the military?"
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More comments on the above YouTube video:
"I listened to Dire Straits throughout my time in Afghanistan. Played out of a communication laptop attached to our armoured vehicle. Kept me going. 👍👍"
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"This song has always been emotional to me, but it hits much harder after this past week. Thank you for this heart felt performance Mark. Thinking about everyone I served with in Afghanistan."
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"I'm a Vietnam Vet. When I heard this the first time I cried the tears of a baby. Only a combat vet can understand how much this song is true in every word. Don't think for one second that I believe any of you don't feel the words. I know you do. I'm talking of a visceral, deep in the bones, feeling. One that goes far beyond just feeling the song. Now it's so many years since this was released and still I cry when I hear it. Thank you Mark for writing this and for giving such a heartfelt performance each and every time. I love your work."
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"This is a song that kids should be taught in schools all over the world. Look after each other. Look after our world. Beautiful."
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BROTHERS IN ARMS
These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home was the lowlands And always will be Someday you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn to be Brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As a battle raged high And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms
So many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones
Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We are fools to make war On our brothers in arms
I want to make it clear, however, that although I am deeply opposed to war, I am not advocating appeasement. It is often necessary to take a strong stand to counter unjust aggression. For instance, it is plain to all of us that the Second World War was entirely justified. It "saved civilization" from the tyranny of Nazi Germany, as Winston Churchill so aptly put it. In my view, the Korean War was also just, since it gave South Korea the chance of gradually developing democracy. But we can only judge whether or not a conflict was vindicated on moral grounds with hindsight. For example, we can now see that during the Cold War, the principle of nuclear deterrence had a certain value. Nevertheless, it is very difficult to assess al such matters with any degree of accuracy. War is violence and violence is unpredictable. Therefore, it is better to avoid it if possible, and never to presume that we know beforehand whether the outcome of a particular war will be beneficial or not.
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From Ursula K. Le Guin's translation of the Tao Te Ching:
AGAINST WAR
Even the best weapon is an unhappy tool, hateful to living things. So the follower of the Way stays away from it.
Weapons are unhappy tools, not chosen by thoughtful people, to be used only when there is no choice, and with a calm, still mind, without enjoyment. To enjoy using weapons is to enjoy killing people, and to enjoy killing people is to lose your share in the common good.
It is right that the murder of many people be mourned and lamented. It is right that a victor in war be received with funeral ceremonies.
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Let every voice be heard.
"... Let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late ..."
My speciality has always been alcoholics, including the big guy. He stopped drinking seven years ago but he struggles with dealing his emotions, as do I:) I can see why he drank, to stop thinking and feeling, but he now has to find another way to do this. His father is not doing well and between that and his sore knee, he was grumpy as hell but denied it until he finally told me what was bothering him. Baby steps.
We listen to Mark Knopfler's "Brothers In Arms" often. It is the perfect song for this era, these times we are living in. I so wish there would be a global epiphany, an awakening... we're all one species on our one and only aching planet. But I know it will never happen, but fear that it will only get worse.
'Brothers in Arms' reminds me of the Falklands War, my husband was serving on a hospital shop and our son was born during his time away. Our neighbour recently died and they had this song at his cremation. Not many dry eyes.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? -- Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
Welcome to "37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)".
The photograph currently at the top of my blog was taken from my porch before sunrise on October 29, 2023.
"OLD GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY" (the earliest name for my blog -- http://oldgirlfromthenorthcountry.blogspot.com
) came to life in early December of 2006 so that I could post a 42-year retrospective of my paintings and drawings and through that action, create a new relationship with the day the man I loved returned from Vietnam in December 1970. For a while (sometime after spring of 2008, which is when he died) my blog was "TALKING 37TH DREAM WITH RAINBOW (RUMORS OF PEACE)". For a number of years, it's been "TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)." As of April 12, 2017 my blog was titled "37TH DREAM / TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE/LOOKING UP)". Somewhere along the way it became 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE).
To begin viewing the retrospective with narrative, scroll down to December 8, 2006, on this page:
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. -- Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929-1968)
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. -- Martin Buber (1878-1965)
It is only a little planet, but how beautiful it is.
-- Robinson Jeffers
The true end of a war is the rebirth of life; the right to die peacefully in your own bed. The true end of war is the end of fear; the true end of war is the return of laughter.
-- Alfred Molano
Enjoy every sandwich -- Warren Zevon (1947-2003)
Not in God's wilds will you ever hear the sad moan, "All is vanity." No, we are paid a thousand times for all our toil, and after a single day spent outdoors in their atmosphere of strength and beauty, one could still say, should death come — even without any hope of another life — "Thank you for this most glorious gift!" and pass on.
-- John Muir (1838-1914)
Philip Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. Hugh Fennyman: So what do we do? Philip Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well. Hugh Fennyman: How? Philip Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.
6 comments:
What a haunting, beautiful song.
Thank you for your thoughful comment.
My speciality has always been alcoholics, including the big guy. He stopped drinking seven years ago but he struggles with dealing his emotions, as do I:) I can see why he drank, to stop thinking and feeling, but he now has to find another way to do this. His father is not doing well and between that and his sore knee, he was grumpy as hell but denied it until he finally told me what was bothering him. Baby steps.
We listen to Mark Knopfler's "Brothers In Arms" often. It is the perfect song for this era, these times we are living in. I so wish there would be a global epiphany, an awakening... we're all one species on our one and only aching planet. But I know it will never happen, but fear that it will only get worse.
So much to think about and consider. I'll be returning to this post for a long time.
I'm trying to think of something to write but there are just no words.
'Brothers in Arms' reminds me of the Falklands War, my husband was serving on a hospital shop and our son was born during his time away. Our neighbour recently died and they had this song at his cremation. Not many dry eyes.
Thank you Everyone for your comments. Thank you for visiting my post and commenting about that song and your experience with it, Heather.
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