Роберт wrote: elrooto wrote:
Brace wrote:...When I am finished, I will put on two handguns and two knives...
This frightens me on a visceral level. Why are you bringing multiple weapons to a classroom?
Now we're DEFINITELY getting off-topic. So, Ms. Manning was sentenced.
ok. Wild Imagination Time!
Why? Because Children; We Are Good At It!
Jump On. We are going into the Land inside your Mind.
Inside this Land, you are The Hero.
The Hero of this story is a Female.
A Real one. From birth.
Or; He could be a Man that wishes he were a woman.
Or; A woman that wishes she were a man?
(does it matter?)
Is it a Hero? What is a Hero?
We have Huge Imagination.
Let's Make it Brent! I knew a Real Guy.
A Fucking Hero in my book.
He was, about, my size. A little Bigger.
He was Man Strong.
That is what happens to the Human body under the influence of Male Hormone; and Some of the weird shit men will do. It is in The Doing that his body was Sculpted.
What did he do? Before I met him or While I knew him?
Pretend you are Brent. Now; Pretend you are Brent in Mr. Manning's shoes.
Not Now! When This Whole Fucked Up Thing Started!
How old was Mr. Manning when this began?
What was Brent like when he was (?) 23? 24? 26?
Twenty-five it is.
Brent was in The Army. Poor Boy. He got Drafted.
Then, While he was in the Army he went to Vietnam.
The Peace Movement expressed Its Self, Very Where He Did Go.
Did he wear a uniform? Sure did. I bet he looked cute as a bugs ear.
What would Brent have done? Well?
If transported from Fixing Shit in The Wilds while people were hunting him, Kind'a Sort'a.;
To a sterile room in an Early 21 Century building with a bunch of Screens.
It might take Brent a while to figure out where he was.
So; We will, just, put Brent's soul/mind part into that room and leave Mr. Mannings technical knowledge.
O. K. All set up.
Before all the Secret communications with Mr. Manning and The New York Times and (shrug) Other people.
That day; The Day Mr. Manning was looking a screen and saw something.
Remember; Only Mr. Manning's technical knowledge set is in place.
None of his prejudices. None of his Hurt Feeling. Nothing.
Fear? Would Brent know to be afraid?
Would that come with the Technical Knowledge?
Brint's technical knowledge carried some fear stuff.
I know it did. I would say, "Brent! Hey, Brent! Why are we doing This?"
He sometimes didn't say much because he was busy.
Sometimes he said, "It's Too Dangerous Not To."
I liked Brent. He knew stuff.
Imagine Brent sitting there and he gets both the visuals and the auto from a Gleefull Expidition to Hunt a Fucking Humans!
Hunt them All!
Hunting. Hunting. With a Helocoper we go Hunting. (I have a Child's Sing Song voice I use for that little piece of information.)
How do you see that sort of thing?
It's A Job! Some jobs are done Joyfully!
There were a few other little tidbits.
Nothing Much. What would Brent do?
I think I knew The Man. He was Far From Perfect.
He would have Dumped that Mother Fucker into evey News Agency and Human Rights Watch site on The Planet.
He would not have stayed up all night Planing.
Brent. What a guy.
He would have plead Stupid. What?
Like the Fonzei. Or; One of those, Sweat Hogs from Mr. Carter and the High School Poets. What?What? button? That button?What was I doing? I was Surfing The Net, Sir.There are many, many things I gott'a know to do my job and I am having such a hard time figuring out what Those Things Are.
Sir; I may have been Promoted above my Station.Please, Give me an Easier Job, Sir.
No. That is not what Brent would say.
That is what I
What would Brent say? That Bad Boy Would Be Running.
The gears in his head would be Smokin'.
In this little day dream Mr. Manning's body and technical Knowledge are animated by Brent.
Bent and Mr. Mannings body get to keep Brent's technical Knowledge.
Poor our Hero. What would Brent have done?
He would have been Going for a Walk.
Brent was a charming son-of-a-gun.
He would have been making friends in Transport.
What would Your Hero Do? What would you do?
Really? You would have become Immune?
You? Of course, You would be Numb.
You are The.... Wait For It............The INTERNET PEOPLE! ahhhhhh! (Kermit Runs Around In Circles!)
No. No. No. You are The Internet People.
You people like that shit. That is Entertainment.
You would have been making copies of the really gory stuff to Boot Leg, Back Home.
See? Who are You?
The Hero or a Guy that knows a good thing when ya' see it?
Typing this made me miss Brent and Ellen.
He did not do a Wild Thing in Real Life.
He did not push a button. He fixed shit.
Everywhere he went. He fixed shit.
He did a lot more than fix shit in his life.
We were able to relax and have fun because everything Worked Right.
Rebellious? Us? Hardly.
Hobbies of a Rebellious Nature?
Well; Brent would get Moody, sometimes.
Don't we all? The way I heard it. oppps
It wasn't Brent. It was Ellen!
His Soul Mate. She was as much a part of him as his left leg was.
She got Moody and they had to go find a Statue of The Virgin de Guataluppe.
Then they had to take It. This big ole' heavy thing and walk Way The Fuck out into some kind of a Desert.
The weird things People will Do!
That was weird. How did I get involved?
They told me about the statue.
I wanted to see it.
It was a pretty long walk in.
We had a grand time.
It was rebellious. I thought it was The Right Thing To Do.
I liked those people. Did you?
Maybe, Bradley Manning has to be both the girl and the guy.
He has to get Moody. He does not have a Soul Mate to do it for him.
He has to be Strong. Because there is No One to Lean On.
He has to be a Girl. How often does he see a Mirror.
In jails the mirrors or often not very good or nonexistent.
I don't know. I wish that Young Man well.
If Brent had to make that choice, Ellen would have not met him.
If Ellen did not meet him, then I would have not met him.
If I did not meet him, my internal would would not have a Beautiful Young Man with that wild surfer blonde hair,
Apollo, friends with Poseidon, God of the Sea.
Now; Your let your immagination Rest on the idea of You.
Yes. You with all you Knowledge and Technical Skills.
Think about your self for a Change of Pace.
What would you do? You.
What do you do?
What Heroic thing will you do Today?
oh, Fuck. It can't be That Hard.
You must have been a Hero Today.
When you did what? What did you do, today?
Hey! I have been hearing on the Street and In the Cafes and One Man Came in Person to my Quarters to tell me;
The US is teetering on the brink of a Civil War. I talk to 3D persons that accept it the way I accept Rain.
If you are an American your chance to be a Real Live Flesh and Blood Hero is On The Horizon!
Are you excited? What if? What if your chance to be a Hero comes and goes and Nothing Happens?
FOX News is not more News than NBC/CBS/RUTERS.
Who the heck is Ruters? I wish Brent were here.
That man Knew stuff. I trusted him with my life and felt Good about it.
Dying with people like Brent and Ellen is better than living with Assholes.
What effect will Mr. Manning's treatment have on Other Enlisted Men and Women?
It is hard to fucking tell. Some people are Rebellious By Nature. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3i6OrOZwtmA
Life is, just, an exchange of electrons; It is up to us to give it meaning.
We are all in The Gutter.
Some of us see The Gutter.
Some of us see The Stars.
by mr. Oscar Wilde.
Those that want to Know; Know.
Those that do not Know; Don't tell them.
They do terrible things to people that Tell Them.