{"id":153,"date":"2003-03-31T15:27:07","date_gmt":"2003-03-31T23:27:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chriscorrigan.com\/blogs\/?p=153"},"modified":"2003-03-31T15:27:07","modified_gmt":"2003-03-31T23:27:07","slug":"91738760","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/91738760\/","title":{"rendered":"91738760"},"content":{"rendered":"

In response to this sickening story<\/a> which came via wood s lot<\/a>, I can only weep, and hold on to the thought that there is hope and peace out there, somewhere. <\/p>\n

And I can also post this poem from John Morgan’s book The Arctic Herd<\/i><\/a> which sort of takes me to where those Marines are now in a different way.<\/p>\n

Ambush<\/b><\/p>\n

A light with the richness
\nof cream pours over the bar.
\nSlack night. I sip a glass
\nof beer remembering who I think
\nI am and then forgetting.
\n“Killing’s more direct than talk,” <\/p>\n

he says, says he could do it still
\nbut what’s the use? His breath’s
\na heavy metal stink about like dirt
\nor the wide circles
\nof waiting he pledged allegiance to
\nbefore his birth. <\/p>\n

Camped in the Asian dark,
\nsick on his first patrol,
\nhe tells me how they wouldn’t
\ntalk to him, his alien platoon
\nthat first night out. Then
\nsomething like a finger beckoning. <\/p>\n

He turns, hears in his middle ear
\na bird’s frail tune,
\nthick eons shouldering over oceans of recall.
\nWith hardly time to think
\nhe’s off his stool, rolling
\nin a fit of peanut shells and drool. <\/p>\n

The mind at war
\nhas got its reasons. Plunging
\nin a sink of need,
\nhe’s there as well as here
\nhands tensed around his snub-nosed,
\nsharp-toothed pet, <\/p>\n

and suddenly I could do
\nwith one less beer. Tomorrow
\nif he lives he’ll
\nburn a village, be a vet.
\nAll wars are fought by country
\nboys used to this long road.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

This war is stupid, a bloody waste of life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In response to this sickening story which came via wood s lot, I can only weep, and hold on to the thought that there is hope and peace out there, somewhere. And I can also post this poem from John Morgan’s book The Arctic Herd which sort of takes me to where those Marines are now in a different way. Ambush A light with the richness of cream pours over the bar. Slack night. I sip a glass of beer remembering who I think I am and then forgetting. “Killing’s more direct than talk,” he says, says he could do …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-153","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/siBp1-91738760","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/153","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=153"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/153\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=153"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=153"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=153"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}