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That's why most people do them one at a time, silly :P
It's a nice song, it's just kind of for family members and the general public. To grant them some peace. Similar to the holiday at large.
Pretty easy to romanticize that kind of thing, and I find the exhuberance of it kind of hard to stomach. Like my last memory of hearing it was after I came back from laos and decided to quit because I was seeing how, logically, it was more merciful to use the spooky to gun people down than to try and scare them off. Because scaring them made them stand still and get wiped by infantry moving up, and just shooting them from the air made them run away. The exact opposite of what I designed it to do.
And I was just sitting in this empty hall that seats 100 and there's me and an old couple that's been coming there since their son died in ww1, and a spanish-american vet on an oxy tank, and a couple other older people that look more than a little bit like live wires still, and this jingoistic glory glory hallelujah war is grand serving your country is great marching band is playing and I just couldn't connect with it. It didn't make any sense for me, as a soldier, to be there anymore. I'd been coming there every day for months, seeking, just like the other wires, and it wasn't doing anything anymore. So I left. Went to Jamaica. Became a deep mountain macheteman. Stopped using words. etc.
Usually remember this when I get about a minute into the song.
when the depression hits tell Alexa to bump Squirdward Nose uwu
A bit? Today? =P
Imagine how weird it's today that I find it weird.
I'm going to buy the Borderlands Collection: Pandora's Box on Friday, it's at it's lowest price ever with steam
you deleted your comment so I'm assuming you forfeited uwu