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Does The Beast Have A Name?

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There must be something in the fog that is PTSD that warps our sense of humor. Or is it humour?

Sarg
 
There must be something in the fog that is PTSD that warps our sense of humor. Or is it humour?

Sarg

I think its a number of things Sarg.

First there is the military way of thinking. We were taught to have no compassion. Not show any emotion except anger other than when allowed. We learned to laugh at the most stupid situations and when scared.
We developed a really warped sense of humor.

I remember being in an OP in Baghdad when the mortars started coming in. We were on the top floor of Baath Party HQ, where were we to go. The OP was made of timber. So we just laughed.

I also remember the surprised look on the face of a suicide bomber. Their hands, feet, and head pop right off.

So I think we are changed in some way and trained in another.
 
Or as Robert E. Howard said:

"Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing.".

This is the nearest I can find but I thought you might be interested that my experience seems to be following yours about one month behind. That is, when you described stalking down the street in 'no shit' mode, had that.
Suddenly going into some sort of 'I can take it all and be reasonable', there now.
I also have no idea why I am suddenly more calnm but it has lasted three weeks so far and I am still surprising myself.
Think you were right. Last year was shite and now it's a karmik pay-back.
 
Yea, even unto your tents and your pastures, know you this, the beast is Jimmy and his head is sore,
he will smite thee, in his mercy.
 
Margaret confined me to taking some chill pills, some heavy pain killers and sleeping for few hours.
No headache now, but what I could do to a 24 pack of beer or a bottle of Jack Daniels, even a fine malt scotch.
But the answers are not at the bottom of any can or bottle.
We are expecting the wet season any day now. Maybe that is why I am going stir crazy.
I think the hot weather drives me totally insane.
 
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