Truth Is on Our Side

Truth Is on Our Side
The destruction in Ukraine is horrible. Today I made a button that says 'UKRAINE MATTERS' and showing today's date (3-24-2022) as a reminder that the fighting has raged for one full month. I did this for my president, even though, under current circumstances, I would rather shoulder a javelin than wear a button.

We've seen a lot of close-ups from the ground of Ukraine's battered cities. The grinding toll on innocent and helpless civilians is as appalling as it is heartbreaking. And the reason we're seeing such stirring pictures of this war is because Putin started it. The Iraq War could have used a lot more close-ups in its coverage by our media, rather than the 'shock and awe' we were handed in its place, but that war was started by our side. At least Al-Jazeera's cameras filled the gap somewhat.

Truth is often unpleasant, and I understand how people might want to blind themselves to it. I can especially see how parents would want their children shielded from it. We may cover their eyes but not our own, for turning our eyes from such truth only lets it grow and grow until it surrounds us on all sides. The truth of war's ugliness, of Putin's ambitions of reconquest, of Ukraine's agony is something we must try to face now before it faces us.

This may be easier said than done. Take aging, for example. What is it, really? It is the lifelong accumulated damage of solar radiation. It is, truly, an incurable radiation sickness that infects us all and dooms us to mortality. Were we to dwell on this thought all the time, true as it is, it would take a lot of the joy out of living. The cost would be too high, so we let aging take us by surprise. And while I marvel at my body's reliable performance over the course of a shift, I try not to panic if I can't get up from my chair later, at home.

The cost has been great to me of living with the truth of the betrayal of so many stars and public figures I once trusted and admired. I didn't want to believe they could all commit such a cruel crime against one poor guy like me. I wish I could have faced it at the time instead trying to forget about it, only to have it all come back to haunt me in my music and writing since 2009. Yes, I know it hurts when your idols betray you, but I've found I can do without them. I may have less choices for my entertainment, but at least they are safe - I hope. Living with truth often demands living with less.

As one who actually does occasionally ponder his mortality, I would rather pay the price to live with truth. I do so every time I punch in at my job. The honest pay I earn there, by the sweat of my brow, is preferable to the much larger sums I might have earned in a business that first tried to kill me and then only wanted me to legitimize its fraud. At least I sleep well.

It is my choice to live as I do. It may not be glamorous, but it's satisfying. I stay in shape on my job, and I'm still free to write my songs and poems. Freedom is about having choices like that. It's about being able to dream like that. That's what's at stake on the battlefield nowadays, and it's well worth dying to protect. God bless our troops.
  
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