Male Bonding

I'm reading this book, called Tennozan, about the battle of Okinawa. It's really balanced for both sides, Japanese and American. And as you long readers know, I am intimately familiar with both. Everybody concerned just basically got trashed.

I keep feeling while I'm reading about Tadashi Kojo, who is putting up a fantastic but ultimately useless defense, or General Buckner, who gets knocked off by a sniper,

STOP.

STOP IT. Just stop it. What madness we have in this world can be stopped. We just have to say STOP IT. But the passages about the way the boys, on both sides, fighting, bonding with almost superhuman love were almost obscene. Who wants to bond with experiencing death? I can become an ER dude or a funeral home worker for that. A bit less stressful and more productive.

I think about my life and its eccentricities and how maybe I don't bond so well with others but that is no way to be bonded.

Join a band. It saves trees and is very green. (Less water, more beer).