Not representative of the plane I will fly on today—my plane has peanut butter on it.
Because the holidays are about not doing any work but also not relaxing, I am flying again today. There is no Combat! blog, except the sad remnant glowing before you now. Isn’t life hard? No—our lives are definitely not hard. If you don’t believe me, check out this narrative of a 14 year-old boy who turned himself in to police at a Sunni mosque while wearing an ISIS suicide vest. It’s been a couple weeks now, and Iraqi intelligence officials have not returned him to his parents. Instead they’re “interrogating” him—a process that includes making him reenact his surrender for television. This kid is totally effed, but he saved lives. What did you do today? I showed my mom how to use Spotify and ate a bunch of cookies. Later I will fly through the air and complain about it. How sweet it is, decadent cycle of western modernism. How sweet it is.
