We Stand Alone Together.

lately I have been enjoying the HBO show Band of Brothers. A show that is about the easy company during World War II. Showing the things that they saw, the experiences they were forced into experiencing. Parachuting behind enemy lines.

a speech was taken from a Shakespeare play that later was used in the novel, and in the show by one of the actual veterans from easy company. It goes like this;

And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

I'm not sure why WWII shows and specials interest me so much. Maybe it has to do with the amount of guts and glory it took to fight like these veterans did for that time. Maybe it is knowing that this really happened, and these men lost their lives to fight for a greater good.

After watching this show, and becoming more and more interested in the stories and facts that surround this awesome force I start to think about how I will never be able to experience something as awesome and terrifying as the men and woman of the first world wars. I will never know if me or any of the people I know have what it takes to pull the trigger.

Now, a lot of people would say that it's a good thing that we never had to witness, or go through the things that they were forced to go through during these times. If I were to say something like this to a veteran, I'm sure that I would get nasty looks, or at least a million stories about how it changed them for life, and how they will never be the same again. the more and more I think about it, the more and more intrigued I become about it.

I have come to terms with the fact that I will go through my whole life without seeing things that were seen in war. If I go through my whole life without seeing things like this, I feel like I am missing out on a part of life. A part of life that does not get seen anymore. the wars that are fought now don't have the same impact on the world. It seems like we are fighting for different reasons then we were at times like the revolutions that shaped our world into the world that it now is.

What if we would have failed? would we still be fighting the fascists that were the real intolerant forces that threatened the world? or would we all be speaking German right now?

I guess in the end, it just makes me depressed knowing how many experiences I will go my whole life without knowing. so many good experiences, and so many bad experiences. I hope and pray that I will never have to know what it feels like to take another human life. It is bad enough harming an animal, but then again most animals don't fight back.

I suppose that I should be happy that I don't have to worry about tragic experiences such as war, or death, or anything else that will affect my life. I have so much to be thankful for, but I cant help but feel like I will never get the full experience of life. I still wont be able to know just how much I am missing out on. It's hard enough just to live our everyday lives, so I guess I should be thankful that I have a roof over my head. or that my legs didn't get blown off by a stray grenade.

I suppose I am just another spoiled white kid, living life worry free.