Probably this needs to go in the general chat section or something, but the issue is about relationships
I am quite upset about something someone I was chatting with said, they were nice chats, he seemed a nice person, and then it turns out that when he was very young he went to Iraq, and he was involved in quite a lot of bombings involving civilians.
The thing that freaked me out was that he didn't seem very touched by this, first he did say something like "I am not particularly proud of that part of my life" but then he also said that it was his job. His JOB, killing innocent people?
Children? Old people? Passers by? Families who died under the ruins of their own homes? This freaks me out completely. In a sense though, I don't want to be too quick to judge, and maybe there is some factor in this that I don't see, maybe he is in denial about what he did, but honestly I just feel I never want to hear from this person ever again. In the best scenario, he is really awfully ignorant ("Saddam bombed us, we bombed him" / except that you didn't bomb *him*, only dozens of thousands of innocent people)
Now this baby killer is sending me pictures of his cat, all sweet etc and I feel confused.
Do I exaggerate? Is he still a human being after all? (I know he is) so why do I feel so revolted?
Must say that I come from generations of anti-war people, my great-grandfather was in WWI and managed never to fire a bullet to a human being (he risked being executed if anyone of his superiors noticed that), my grandfather was almost put in a concentration camp for making fun of fascism (he saved himself jumping out of the van), and so on, my aunt was like the Joan Baez of her university in the 60ies, and so on.
I like men who feel at least a bit guilty when they have blood on their hands.
I am quite upset about something someone I was chatting with said, they were nice chats, he seemed a nice person, and then it turns out that when he was very young he went to Iraq, and he was involved in quite a lot of bombings involving civilians.
The thing that freaked me out was that he didn't seem very touched by this, first he did say something like "I am not particularly proud of that part of my life" but then he also said that it was his job. His JOB, killing innocent people?
Children? Old people? Passers by? Families who died under the ruins of their own homes? This freaks me out completely. In a sense though, I don't want to be too quick to judge, and maybe there is some factor in this that I don't see, maybe he is in denial about what he did, but honestly I just feel I never want to hear from this person ever again. In the best scenario, he is really awfully ignorant ("Saddam bombed us, we bombed him" / except that you didn't bomb *him*, only dozens of thousands of innocent people)
Now this baby killer is sending me pictures of his cat, all sweet etc and I feel confused.
Do I exaggerate? Is he still a human being after all? (I know he is) so why do I feel so revolted?
Must say that I come from generations of anti-war people, my great-grandfather was in WWI and managed never to fire a bullet to a human being (he risked being executed if anyone of his superiors noticed that), my grandfather was almost put in a concentration camp for making fun of fascism (he saved himself jumping out of the van), and so on, my aunt was like the Joan Baez of her university in the 60ies, and so on.
I like men who feel at least a bit guilty when they have blood on their hands.