Tuesday, August 2, 2022

"Wasteland of Heroes" by Tanner Reiss

Wasteland of Heroes
Tanner Reiss

Any person; male or female, young or old who dawns the Canadian Military uniform deserves to join their fallen brethren rotting in the ground. Their cowardly remains feasted on by worms and rats as their bodies decay, returning to the dust from which their useless carcases began. Their sacrifices and bravery are nothing, but a media-made façade meant only to glorify and sensationalize Call of Duty addicts. Who seek escape to tropical, far away lands – the physical embodiment of the maps they adore. Every day by the hundreds they descend like a Bubonic Plague breathing life into a picturesque oasis.
The stories of mental illnesses you read about the works of faceless fiction writers and lawyers. Professional liars laughing and sexting whores brainstorming their next best-selling stories. The coffins we mourn covered by Canada’s maple leaf are filled not with the bodies of fallen sons and daughters but are empty! The coffins we see on the T.V. are nothing but a prop in a Shakespearian play. A Shakespearian play, a fitting metaphor for this charade we call war. I say again with upmost vigor and passion: any person male or female, young or old, who dawns the Canadian Military uniform deserves to join their fallen brethren rotting in the ground.
I suggest that all persons partaking in the fantasy of war, be neutralized to a definitive end. I suggest that their torture and slaughter spill the blood of a thousand River Styx each. So that those of power may see the toxicity of the poison they carelessly spew. There is a puss-filled, slime covered, virus seeping through every morsel of existence since the dawn of mankind. That shatters lives, devastates families, evaporates cities and gives birth to nations. A virus so lethal it has choked the world to violence ninety-two percent of recorded history. This destructive virus sees no colour in race, no orientation in expression, no faith in religion, no age in face. I suggest that all persons partaking in the fantasy of war be thrown into the cauldron of the virus. Slowly devoured by the pathetic acid conjured from their wretched negligence.
Any person male or female, young or old who willingly embarks to far away lands must lay waste to careless politicians. Careless politicians who enforce senseless restrictions without experience surviving war-torn nations. Feeding taxpayer funds to fuel personal fortunes while bare-backing whores and draining hoards of whiskey-mead. Creating the media-made façade meant only to desensitize their Call of Duty addiction. Veterans and Warriors of this true north nation stand on guard for thee. Draw, to a permanent end, the spreading of this Bubonic Plague. Sending politicians and lawyers – professional liars spiraling to the depths of Earth’s darkest pit. Let them rot in the ground, their cowardly remains feasted upon by worms and rats as their bodies decay. Returning to the dust below, where their wretched carcases began.

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