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16. Two topics in the o.p. - the asshole and the bomb.

First, the asshole - Anal Fistula. It may or may not be dementia. It is insanity. Everything he does is about what gets him more money. I believe he made (I won't use the term, "earned&quot over $1billion in his first 6 months in office. And there's more to come. I'm sure he will earn a few billion more, selling his new perfume.

The problem is, the feeling of being powerless against him and a Congress that is more concerned with being in Congress than with doing the job of representative or senator.


Then WW II and the bomb. My father was in the Navy at Iwo Jima. He was on one of the boats that landed marines on the island. I didn't get a sense of this until I saw the beginning of Clint Eastwood's movie, "Letters from Iwo Jima." The first minute or so of that movie showed primary footage of those boats heading towards the shore of Iwo Jima. All around those boats are splashes in the water of shells that were fired from the shore and aimed at those boats. I can only imagine that scene being magnified by hundreds if the Japanese mainland was invaded.

So I accept that the bomb was a good thing. Better them than us? Or "They started it." Or whatever justification you come up with.

But why A-bomb a city instead of a naval or military base? The same message would have been sent: F.A.F.O., as the kids say, today.

Side point. One of the few Japanese soldiers to surrender off the island, ended up on my father's boat. They communicated with hand gestures or however. Dad said he liked the guy. He ended up giving my father some coins, a pair of sandals and a small Japanese flag that had been given to him, signed by his co-workers as a "best wishes," parting gift as he had been drafted in the Japanese army.


We kept these items for years and then we found that we could take them to the Japanese embassy and they would try to find any surviving family and return them to the man or his family. If there were a disposition of these items, we would be told. If the man or his surviving family wanted to contact us, they would facilitate that.

About a year later, we heard that the items had been returned to the family. He had been a bank teller before the war. The poor bastard was probably no better or worse a person than any other guy who gets caught up in a war for which he has no responsibility. As Anal Fistula would say, he was, "A loser."