i may also add the forgotten indigenous who fell and died for the same lies .... Far from feeling honour and pride in my military upbringing, I felt lied to in terms of “never again”. This is when Remembrance Day became complicated to me. Before that moment Remembrance Day was the solemn recognition that we learned our lesson, and that war was some barbaric thing of the past. After the flip in military culture that took place with 9/11/2001, Rememberance Day became far more conciliatory of sacrifices yet to come. It became a nation-wide display of ironic tragedy. This is why I wear a White Poppy. I wear it to get back to the feeling of comfort and safety that I had when war seemed like a thing of the past. When the Red Poppy was a mourning of mistakes, not the apology for ongoing tragedy. The day is supposed to mark the Armistice of World War One, when everyone decided that war should never happen again under any circumstance. And just like my boyhood naivete, Europe was betrayed by that Armistace again. To truly remember the death in war is to imagine what it would be like to lose loved ones, and that under no circumstance should anyone ever have to endure such terror. -chris bisson
Posted on: Thu, 07 Nov 2013 16:57:14 +0000
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