for a few years i helped make weapons. air to air missiles, cruise missiles, surface to air missiles, periscopes for a number of military vehicles on the front lines...
i thought about it many times.
'what am i doing?'
'what are these weapons being used for?'
we got a letter at work on day. it was a letter of praise from the british air force stating that the latest genreration of sidewinder missile was used successfully in combat. a big thanks to everyone who worked on the project.
you're welcome... i think. we just shot some poor ******* out of the sky. :/
so off to work i went everyday thinking that the work i was doing was for the greater good (that was when clinton was the boss) and that these weapons would be used with discretion and morals. knowing that i was helping to kill people on a near daily basis was something i put in the back of my mind. i would justify it by knowing that if i didn't do it, someone else surely would. it would happen whether i was there or not.
this is the kind of thing that weighs heavy on the mind. especially given my stance on such things.
but then i met someone with no morals at all. no conscience what-so-ever. i met this person while they were working and i couldn't believe that this person could live with themselves doing what they do.
we paid $13 for 2 medium drinks and a large popcorn at the theatre.
who on earth could actually stand there and ask for that much money for popcorn?
those people need to take a good hard look at themselves and what they're doing.
i thought about it many times.
'what am i doing?'
'what are these weapons being used for?'
we got a letter at work on day. it was a letter of praise from the british air force stating that the latest genreration of sidewinder missile was used successfully in combat. a big thanks to everyone who worked on the project.
you're welcome... i think. we just shot some poor ******* out of the sky. :/
so off to work i went everyday thinking that the work i was doing was for the greater good (that was when clinton was the boss) and that these weapons would be used with discretion and morals. knowing that i was helping to kill people on a near daily basis was something i put in the back of my mind. i would justify it by knowing that if i didn't do it, someone else surely would. it would happen whether i was there or not.
this is the kind of thing that weighs heavy on the mind. especially given my stance on such things.
but then i met someone with no morals at all. no conscience what-so-ever. i met this person while they were working and i couldn't believe that this person could live with themselves doing what they do.
we paid $13 for 2 medium drinks and a large popcorn at the theatre.
who on earth could actually stand there and ask for that much money for popcorn?
those people need to take a good hard look at themselves and what they're doing.