So you thought that common sense would soon be taking over again? You were wrong.
Even before the war broke out over Ukraine, I could feel it coming. There was Biden and everyone else continuously saying how ready Putin was to invade Ukraine. It was like an item on a backlog, ready to be ticked off but no one would take the responsibility. It was like all the scenarios were neatly being laid out on a table, ready for Putin to make a move. And they kept repeating it over and over again. Look how he is ready to start this, they said. See how he is eager to get into this, they kept saying. They could have done a million things to prevent this, but they didn’t. My point is they didn’t. Nobody seemed to care very much. They kept telling us that for sure it would happen. Until in the end there was no longer anything else that could happen. So the dude stepped in the trap. So it happened.
When it was all over the news, I couldn’t believe what was happening and I wrote about it after a long night of being awake and tense and angry. So they were at it again, the Masters of War, the big shots always staying somewhere safe and poking and jabbing and prodding till thousands or even millions of people would be eating the sour apple and perish — while they themselves would be drinking whiskey and smoking cigars and counting their dollars or bitcoins or whatever.
I just couldn’t believe that this was happening because this felt like the umpteenth completely and miserably senseless armed conflict in my lifetime and I’ve had it. Since the world of my parents had come together and declared that there would never again be war, there has been Korea, the Cuba crisis, Pakistan, Bangla Desh, Vietnam, Palestine, Cambodia, Ireland, Sri Lanka, Nicaragua, the Falklands, Iran, Yugoslavia, Iraq, Iraq again, Ethiopia, Afghanistan, Syria, Yemen, Ukraine, Sudan, Yemen again, Ukraine again — and these are just a few on the list. I am not forgetting all the others. Please don’t think I am forgetting about all the others.
So here we are. My parents are long gone but what do I tell them in my dreams? That it keeps going on and on and on? Do I tell them that? Do I disturb their eternal slumber in heaven and tell them that…