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[serene]

60 years later, and genocide still exists. Growing up, I thought that was impossible. My mother doesn't talk much about the relatives she lost. I am thinking of Auschwitz today, and wishing it were true, what they told me in school, that if we remembered, it would never happen again.

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[erik]

I've spent a lot of time today thinking about my stepfather as well.

[ljgeoff.livejournal.com]

And, frustratingly, you can see what the people at the time meant when they say that they didn't know too much about it, it was just rumors, it wasn't reported well, etc. It makes me want to scream in frustration.

Today, Mike was deployed to Iraq.

[johnpalmer.livejournal.com]

Those of us who hear, must give voice to the spirit world, for if everyone could hear, the world would go mad.

Instead, it's just us that go mad.

But then... would I ask for sanity, at so steep a price? No; not even if I could forget what I once heard, and who I once was, and what I once did.

The battle is eternal, and too fucking big, and it's completely hopeless... but those who see will still strap on the armor and not care if it's a windmill or a giant enchanted by a sorcerer.

And sometimes, as others laugh at our attack on the hapless windmill, they suddenly hear the awful groan of a mortally wounded giant, who falls to our lance.