I usually try and post humorous and funny shit.
I don't think I can do that tonight.
Before I went to work I spent a few hours watching videos about Ivory Coast (Cote D'Ivoire) on the internet.
This was probably a mistake.
As most of you know, I spent my childhood there as a missionary kid. I've always had forlorn memories about the country; specifically Abidjan, Yamossoukro, and Buoake.
Abidjan is the city I lived in, Bouake is the city in which my oldest sister went to boarding school, and Yamossoukro is the old capital. We also used to go there once a year for a missions conference and passed through it on the way to Buoake.
Geography lesson over.
I am distraught. I have spent the past however many years living with my glorified memories about Africa. My childhood memories if you will.
Today I feel as if those were completely shattered. I pretty much spent the afternoon watching my childhood home being destroyed over and over again.
Then, I became angry. This has been going on for a long time. This time it has been bad since september, but I know for a fact that the missionaries were evacuated a couple years after we left.
It has rarely been in the news until now.
The US is doing nothing about it as far as I know.
That's cool, though. I'm sure the middle east needs our help much much more that the Ivory Coast.
But our war isn't about oil.
Who gives a fuck about cocoa beans.
The inner EvilTwin in me wants to say:
Fuckity Fuck Fuckity Fuck Fuck Fuck.
It's all a bunch of shit.
I may have a some whiskey....
Or lots of whiskey.....
But it's still shit.
Shouldn't our fake war for democracy extend to this?