I joke about a lot of things.. I am (and we are, collectively, as slander) cynical men who think they are smarter than most and mock most people, beliefs, interests, deaths and tragedies.
That said, something that is sacrosanct for us is the tribute and gratitude we pay to those who came to our aid in times of great peril.
Anzac Day, Remembrance Day (today in Australia) are days we stop what we are doing and force ourselves to put ourselves in the shoes of 16 year old boys trudging through mud, surrounded by violence, thousands of miles from home all to protect their country with no thought of themselves.
Society has changed a lot since those Great Wars, and there will probably never be one again due to the advancement of military firepower, but the sacrifice of these young men (and women) still shocks me into silence regularly.
Coincidentally one of my favourite bands released a song dedicated to a national hero many years ago which is fitting in its sombreness and honour of the frailty of men and their ideologies.
If nothing else, listen to it and think of the young men, MILLIONS of them, who died so you can surf the internet and piss your life away.
“I am the only one that got through
The others died where ever they fell
It was an ambush
They came up from all sides
Give your leaders each a gun and then let them fight it out themselves
I’ve seen devils coming up from the ground
I’ve seen hell upon this earth
The next will be chemical but they will never learn”
RIP Harry, god bless.