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I need to clarify what I wrote earlier below.  And I warn you right now I am an old lady who has too much time to think and voices her opinions loudly.

I left out the WHY I watch movies like this one and read the stories, the very few news stories that get through to the public about the people lost in war. I watch them because here I am perfectly safe while every day men and women are being killed and we need to be reminded. 

We lead our lives here as if they aren’t there, fighting, don’t exist, and we all need to realize they are, and take time to think of them. We are wrapped up in our own problems as we pass by a guy wearing a uniform, or an IAVA hat.  We don’t go up and say thank you, or ask when they served (us).  Because they do serve us, here in our busy lives, angry at the traffic light being slow, or the noisy neighbors, or the fact you have a pile of laundry to do.  

It’s only my opinion here, so I mean no offense. I could write a “but” here and we all know what that means. . .can you imagine why PTSD is so prevalent?  To come home after being in those situations and see how we live day to day and they have to rework their brain to fit in? How is that even possible? Okay, I’m done, at least for today.  Original post revised a bit and lecture over.

I watched a movie last night and depressed myself so much I could hardly sleep.  I’ve watched wars depicted in movies all my life.  I’ve always “enjoyed” them, even though that word is entirely inappropriate. The old ones were full of heros and no blood, hardly any portrayal of what really went on.  I remember when Audie Murphy’s story came out, a real person who was actually there.  Then high school and reading required books that told the truth.  Then wall to wall Vietnam on television every night.  MASH was another  eye opener. These days most are true to life renditions.  I realize they are fictionalized to some point and  things are added to entertain.  No one really wants to watch “the real thing”.  
The movie I watched was “Lone Survivor”. Below is a clip of the writer of this story in a “60 Minutes” interview.

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Ancient Egypt, who knew?

Sailing the Nile

All the while

She adjusts her jewels

While being cruel

To the oarsmen. . .

Cleopatra the queen

She’s mostly seen

With eyes abound

By charcoal rounds

Sporting her crown

She is renowned. . .

Widowed was she

Married Antony

They ran away at sea. . .

Then her deception 

Was Tony’s fatal inception

Did she order the task(it)

An asp in a basket – 

Should we even ask it?

Results were a casket. . .

Now I’ve  been schooled

Octavian ruled.

One of Shakespeare’s takes on life.
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2017/11/11/weekend-writing-prompt-27-life/

The cold of the day doesn’t touch me. The mist hitting my face doesn’t deter me. The foggy sky doesn’t discourage my search. Wave after wave, an incessant barrage of my shoes, could not chill me more.

You’re out there, I know you are. You left me here to wait. An interminable wait, quite unfeeling of you, when I let myself believe it. The fantasy, sailing to an undetermined island where a romantic life together would be enough to sustain us.

Well here I am, waiting, alone, watching for just a glimpse of your sail. I know you’re out there.

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“He’s terrified of small spaces, didn’t you know?” She carefully pulled Henry out of the cubby hole. It was only a game of hide and seek but the instructor practically forced the six year old into the cubby. He was just trying to help the boy, not realizing he was almost causing a trauma induced fit.

The All County Boys School was not really a school, it was more a positive name for a strictly maintained institution. The boys here were mentally challenged in different ways and unable to live in regular homes. Henry was one of these boys. At birth he was abandoned and left to foster homes. That may sound better to you than living in an orphanage, but that is not the case for this boy. He was probably neglected, possibly one of the sad cases we rarely hear about, not being nurtured or held or loved, left to cry endlessly. The results of this type of neglect have been documented, showing psychopathic behavior patterns and ending up with the child being institutionalized.  

Henry’s case was much like this. He was initially fostered by a possibly well intentioned busy family and then when his behavior became uncontrollable they abandoned him to a state facility. Then two years later they took him into their home again, this time for another two year period. His behavior deteriorated. After they discontinued their fostership, Henry was put into another home during the two years between the original foster parents and ended up being adopted by them after the second foster failure. This loving family suffered the consequences of Henry’s past.

Presently, Henry is in seventh grade, but chooses to not manage his behavior enough to remain in a public setting. The regulations, laws and efforts of public or private facilities have not remedied his behavior over the years. The mostly helpful efforts of his family, school, teachers, doctors, therapists, all have yielded no positive results. He is a dangerous individual, cunning, charming, and will do or say anything to get by and get what he thinks he wants or needs. He is now in a mental health facility for an undetermined time. My mind wanders into the realm of Ted Bundy when I picture him.

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I only have one comment since I have tons of challenges to write on, but here it is:  “Black is the color of my love’s true hair”, said by some comedian I can’t remember.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/black/

I don’t want to appear ungrateful

But sometimes you’re handed a plateful

Troubles, sickness, loss of a job

Might make you just want to lob

A rock through a window

Or dance the limbo

In a tequila fusion

Promote the illusion

That life is delightful

Not really spiteful

But just fateful

So, try to be grateful.

Time To Write: Ungrateful

Sitting here seeing cellulite

Decided I am a neophyte

In health and fitness, alright

I used to be active and light

As a child was overly slight

But then as life might

Excercise’s initial delight

Seemed to become rather trite

Ambition for it took flight

Now I hold myself in spite

Sweating movements are a plight

Areas that need it are a blight

Now I’m just not fit to fight 

You may consider that a slight

Possibly you are right

But sometimes life’s not airtight

You just accept the mirrored sight.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/neophyte/

This tiny bit of light

In such vast blue

Like my vision of you

Far away

Yet always there.

Thursday photo prompt – Luna – #writephoto

I’m not sure how to incorporate “arm” into my post this morning.  My first thought for some peculiar reason is “the long arm of the law”.  I’ll just leave it there because I don’t have any idea why I’m thinking that….But I have good, happy news, so if you’re still reading…you know I love movies.  

My two grandsons and I splurged on the new ARQ theater here and saw “Thor Ragnarok” last night.  It was fun!  I had wanted to see it for a while.  It is unlike the other Thor and Avengers movies, but it takes the humor from those and pumps it up big time, and has references and puns about them.  It’s like watching a comic book in action.  If you see it, tell me if you got the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory bit. 

My favorite character besides Thor of course, is Korg, played by Taika Waititi, the director of TR. I tried to Google how many people it took to make this movie with no luck.  The credits are long but you need to watch them.  I can’t imagine there is a Visual Arts company not listed. I recommend this movie for a fun get out of yourself laugh adventure.



The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 11/17

Happy Saturday! Veteran’s Day is not really a “happy” day for anyone, but a time to think about all the sacrifices made by the soldiers that have made the life we have and enjoy possible. ammommasview.wordpress.com said it well with her post.  Please take a moment today to remember a friend or relative that is or was in the military, or go up to a veteran and just say thank you.  The picture is of my late husband and how he looked when we met. ❤️😊

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