Sunday, September 24, 2006

The Impact of a Tape

My hands trembled slightly as I inserted the freshly stolen batteries into my mother's tape player, which I had conveniently lost two days prior. My body was flooded with the excitement of getting caught and the thrill of being disobedient as I continued my task of getting the tape player to work.
Surrounded by lush trees and a canal, I was certain that no one would ever find out what we were doing. The only other person that knew what was going on was a very close friend of mine, Patrick, who supplied the tape of George Carlin that, I was assured, would provide a sore gut from laughter. I never thought that almost 2 decades later I would write it down for the world to read. I continued my struggle with the tape player and finally, with it operational, we inserted the tape. My naive mind became inundated with so much vulgarity that it was difficult to capture what he was actually saying. But I recall several lines from the tape that day, some of which, although unknowingly, changed my opinions of war and the directors thereof. The most vivid of these is, "I see [war] largely as an exercise in dick-waving. That's really all it is: alot of men standing around in a field waving their dicks at one another. Men, insecure about the size of their penises, choose to kill one another." What a profound impact this had on me, because as the innocent pre-teen that I was, I had no conceivable notion as to the reason for such activity.
However, it contorted my conception of war, in that; war was no longer a serious thing. It suddenly became a contest of which country had larger genitalia, which I found very humorous. It wasn't until much later that I realized the all too serious and dramatic aspects of war.

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