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Edited on Tue Feb-06-07 07:09 AM by Philosoraptor
I would like to say that I am sorry, but of course it's too late for that. Who exactly would I apologize to? And what damned good would my apology be? It's too late to say I'm sorry, but damn it, I am, truly and deeply sorry that this has all happened.
I just really wish there was something I could have done, but the time for Monday morning quarterbacking is past. It's really ALL my fault that things have gotten so bad in America.
I have only regrets now, regret for failing to act, regret for things that could have been, regret for sitting on my ass doing nothing but bitching and moaning and offering no solutions.
Add to that shame. I am so ashamed of myself for my impotence and lack of will. This is a time for heroes, but I am no hero, I am a pathetic and useless nothing.
I've written to the politicians, I've voted, I've raised a bit of hell, but it was all for naught in the end, I blew it badly, and now I have nothing but regret. Whatever is coming, I deserve it. I did nothing to prevent it, I saw it coming, and failed to act, and now I will pay the price.
All these dead soldiers, all those dead Iraqis, I have their blood on my hands, and it is taking it's toll on me. I have allowed all this to happen just as surely as bush allowed nine eleven to happen.
I wish like hell I could apologize to all those people who fought and died for America, but it wouldn't mean anything coming from me, because I have not fought, when the time came to fight, I ran away like a punk and left it to others, and now I live in shame, forever.
So if you are looking for someone to blame for the sorry shape our country is in, blame me, I'm the man who did nothing, I deserve your revulsion, and I deserve your scorn. Whatever insults you throw at me will stick, I've earned your contempt.
My God, look at all the grief I've caused, look at all the suffering I've allowed to happen, look at all the lives I could have saved, it's overwhelming to me, but that is my fate and my shame. I envy men who can do all these horrible things and sleep well at night, cause I can't do that, I feel the blame closing in on me, I feel the regret, but it's all just too, too late now.
I won't insult you with an apology, I'll just accept your scorn, and I am now ready for my justice. I throw myself at your mercy, but I expect none, and I deserve none.
This whole bloody mess, this God-awful disaster that's coming, is MY fault, and my fault alone. God damn me, I don't deserve to be around people who are actually doing something, I am just an obstacle, not a solution, but part of the problem.
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