Arlington National Cemetery

When one enters Arlington National Cemetery and sees row after white row of grave markers, it is hard to fathom the thousands of lives buried here.
I have a strong lineage in the Armed Forces, both in the U.S. and Australia. Sacrifices made by my Grandfather, Uncle’s and my own Father. They older I get the more I respect their service.
I think about the Stanley Kubrick movie, “Full Metal Jacket”, and the scene where the soldier has a peace sign on his helmet next to the words “Kill”. He explains to his superior about the “Duality of Man”.
My Grateful Dead t shirt is partially hidden under a wool coat. I represent peace and an alternative view to all of this killing and loss of life.
Remember the dead, learn from history.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?