Nothing is Shocking

Soldiers have triumphantly posed with the corpses of their enemies since the dawn of warfare. Roads were lined with impaled heads on pikes and soldiers have even proudly worn the severed body parts of their vanquished foes as smelly little totems, so it comes as no surprise that in our fast-paced digital age, the same thuggish behavior has shown its head in our own nasty little war zones.

I live in a quasi-military town (I say quasi because although there is a strong military presence here, with its accompanying "Support the Troops" jingoism in the low country of Georgia, it is not the ONLY social and economic engine which runs this city). Anyway, if you spend even one Friday night roaming the bars of my fair city you'll see how many of our young enlisted boys act as they pour down the streets in testosterone, anger and booze fueled packs. One does not have to stretch the mind far to see how these same young bucks might find themselves excitedly posing with the corpses of mutilated Iraqis and Afghans, reveling in these brutal deaths with the same sort of fist-in-the-air-high-five Neanderthalish glee that they bring to beer bongs, AIDS jokes and the strong procilvity for date rape (a "Heather's" reference that seemed apropos).

This is a brutal male culture that actually revels in it's own dim-witted ways and which receives it's monophonic marching orders from a gaggle of war-mongering GOP hate-filled homophobic intolerants who adhere to a philosophy steeped in a third grader's perception of medieval religious doctrine. I would be bereft if I failed to point to the steady diet of MTV's Jackass, Fear Factor, DVD's of "Girls Gone Wild", endless hours of first person shooter video game mayhem, jock-culture and back issues of Maxim magazine which all power the small grid that is hard-wired in the modern jarhead psyche: none of which makes a good recipe for conscientious introspection, righteous dissent or even a smidgen of progressive thought. Running in a Pamplona frenzy with the unblinking murderous herd has always been the easy way (think: Good Germans).

Where am I going with this? Well, if you want a nice slice of the real story concerning our exciting Nation buiding adventures in the Middle East, then I need to direct you to a porn site (as the mainstream media tends to shy away from this sort of "coverage" - due to its VERY GRAPHIC NATURE - but also because of what it say's about the psyche's of "The Boys and Girls aka: 'our heroes'" who are protecting "Our Freedom" from legions of brown skinned Islamic bogeymen).

But first here is a very good article that will explain just what and why you will see the things you see. There is a LINK to the (War) porn site from this article THIS SITE is FUCKED UP and not for the SQUEAMISH. It is a site FULL of MUTILATED bodies. This is what WAR (and some of the "heroes" who fight it) REALLY LOOKS LIKE.