In God We Trust, right?!

As I send another friend off to Kuwait and Caleb sends his best friend to Iraq, I am overcome with anxiety fpr them when I hear that Erica (my friend who is a widow due to this "war" - see Nov. post) is sent home another body part of her husband - that's right, and she has to give it a burial and all.
The concerns we have are so frivolous; it's ok if we are single, it is fine that we are unemployed; we need to get things right with God - we NEED to be thankful for the people in our lives who love us, no matter what "title" they hold in our lives.
Were any of the young boys and girls thinking of their problems when they were being carried off the field by a medical unit? They were thinking of their loved ones and their journeys - either to Heaven or Hell.
You don't have to be a Republican either, to be in the fight. Dad did his part in the Marines back in the 70's, Amber (Shobe) Dean's husband served for 6 years and he is a Libertarian. Vermont has the highest death rate per capita in this war and we have been a blue state for the last few elections - so they couldn't have all been R's, right?!
Have people forgotten we are in a war? The war is personal for so many people and it is personal for me. Everyday my heart jumps when I hear of another death and I feel sorrow when they talk of the other side and how many of them have died - because on their side there is someone like me - wondering WHY we are doing this - why are boys and girls not returning home?!
After Memorial Day it also reminds me of how many veterans are in my own life - they are all around me, with stories too horrible to tell and memories that make them feel unhuman. Please don't take this to be me supporting the "conflict" but a reminder to give support to these families - people are living in Hell everyday around us. And if you want this to stop - then stop driving your fucking SUV's and get a clue as to how your lifestyle is supporting this war. Making a war personal brings about the changes necessary to stop it - without them, you will be living in your own suburbia bliss without any idea of the SACRIFICES made to give that to you.

My computer sense

So, Thistle Hill has recently gotten DSL - whatever that means. And yes - I will now be able ot finally enjoy the world of talking on the phone and cruisin' the internet simultaneously - yes, Vermont is still in the Dark Ages - AND that's how we like it....but enough talking about heaven.
The point is: that yesterday I played around on my sister's computer to "configure" it and I was actually able to get it working - it is not as easy as you may think - something just wasn't working. And I was able to use my "electronical" skills yet again - and a few of you know how really excellent I am with those - and only one of you read this blog and agrees that electronical IS the perfect word in those situations.............(the ones where you are blown away that what you are doing actually works; but maybe it is due to my first major-computer science.......I know everyone who knew me in college is dying since we all know the luck Iused to have with those things......even I am cracking a grin!)