// War Literature

I’ll be completely honest.  I’d be scared out of my MIND to go to the Gaza strip.  Because I’m afraid I’ll be hurt or worse, die?  Surprisingly….no.  I’ve always been extremely weak hearted when it comes to seeing other’s in pain.  It’s rather superficial of me, but sitting here in New York, away from all the pain, loss, and torture the people of both Palestine and Israel are going through…it’s just much easier to sit here in denial.  Sounds horrible right? I know, but it’s the truth.  Such is the case with many people in this country, as we’ve been lucky enough to seldom witness or go through a war in our nation.    The closest we get is probably through a television special featuring bomb blasts and the deaths of innocent civilians.  That being said, I’d love to gather the courage and go to the Gaza strip and witness what is really happening in the world and quite possibly, even be part of a change.  It’s important for people like myself to wake up and smell the plutonium.  The world today is anything but a bed of roses, and unless we start taking such world conflicts seriously…there won’t be much to look forward to in this world.