Thread by @caitoz

Meditations On US Forces Firing A Howitzer Into The Empty Desert "Just To Say We're Here"

"U.S. forces firing a 155-millimetre howitzer twice a week into the surrounding desert, at no specific target, 'just to say we’re here,' one officer told me."
caitlinjohnstone.substack.com/p/meditations-…

I saw a line in a recent New Yorker article about America's endless wars, and it's been been rattling around in my head ever since:

Tell me that's not the sexiest line you have ever read in your entire life. The poetical beauty! The ennui! The oh-so-relatable existential ache! Oh God, I need a cigarette.

And isn't it such a wonderfully concrete, in-your-face iteration of the meaningless struggle so many of us are going through in this decaying fustercluck of end-stage metastatic global capitalism?

If you think about it, aren't we all in our own way firing a 155-millimetre howitzer twice a week into the surrounding desert at no specific target “just to say we’re here”?

We are such silly, confused little ape mutants.

We could have paradise on earth; there's not one single valid reason why we cannot.

This world is so silly. So beautifully, insanely, bittersweet cup of extinction noodles silly.

We hurdle on a spinning rock we do not understand, through a universe we do not understand, made of particles we do not understand, and we behold one another in a field of consciousness we do not understand, and we shrug.

God I love us. I love us so much.

I really hope we make it.