watching ukraine war
watching and waiting for what …
for that shoe to drop
Me and my brother Pete were just over a year apart in age.
We were brothers.
We fought a lot.
There is a famous scene in our childhood when my future sister-in-law, Judy Beach was visiting us.
Judy had grown up in a nice, calm family with one brother.
She dated my brother Paul who was and is a nice, calm guy.
I suspect Judy was surprised if maybe not overwhelmed when she was at our house ‘to meet the family’ and me and Pete got into it, MMA style.
It wasn’t until we were a little older when we got into Junior High that we learned about wrestling and trying to use our weight (which neither had very much of) to hold the other down.
This was brawling.
This was we-watched-them-do-this-on-tv cowboy in the saloon bar fights.
This was Three Stooges, sitting-on-you-while-trying to bash-your-head-through-the-floor slugfests.
We swung and kicked and bit as best we could.
Screaming all the time.
And no one paid much attention to us.
But it caught Judy’s attention and she was distraught and anxiety gnawed at her.
Was no one going to say anything?
Was no one going to stop this?
I was 9 and Pete was 8.
After a while, my Mom took notice.
“Stop it, stop it, stop it.” said Mom.
Judy later told how relived she was that finally this was over.
She felt she could breathe again.
Then my Mom said, “Give me your glasses.”
Pete and I both wore glasses that got broke often.
We took them off and gave them to Mom who put them on the kitchen counter.
“Okay, get it over with,” she said as she turned back to Judy and we got back to brawling.
It must have been something to see.
I remember another time one of these fights took place in front of my Grandfather.
He stood over saying, “Here here, here here.”
Which struck both me and Pete so funny that we stopped fighting just to laugh.
For a long time we could make the other laugh in church by leaning over and whispering, “Here here.”
SO we watch the war in Ukraine.
The world stands by and says, “Here here, here here.”
The world stands by and says, “Now stop that.”
The world stands by and says, “Now look out for that nuclear power plant.”
We know we aren’t going to do anything.
They know we aren’t going to do anything.
Well, we are going to cut off their allowance if they don’t stop.
What to do?
What can you do?
So we wait for this war to be over.
Though I am not sure what over means.
I think I want Mr. Putin to come to his senses and say, “My bad – So sorry – We are leaving.”
I also want a million dollars (tax free).
I know Mr. Putin is not going to come to his senses.
Mr. Putin wants to make Russia great again.
So what do I want?
Let’s go the movies.
Do I want to be Richard Blaine?
Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca and get back into the fight, a fight I know this time our side will win?
Do I want to be Sam Spade?
Humphrey Bogart in Maltese Falcon and say to Putin, “I won’t play the sap for you! I won’t play the sap for you because you’ve counted on it.”
I have to admit I think a lot of problems that people have could be avoided if they had said to themselves, “I won’t play the sap for you.”
On the other hand …
It just occurred to me.
In Maltese Falcon, Bogart wears black suits.
In Casablanca, Bogart wears the white dinner jacket.
How long will it take for the shoe to drop?
Now here here.
March Madness is about to start and we would really like to just watch it okay?
Boy I wonder who Joe Biden has in his bracket?
I think, in the end, the movie will be the old John Wayne standard, Chisum.
You know the line.
Finally John Wayne has been pushed too far and he is asked what he is going to do and John Wayne says, “What I’d have done 25 years ago.”