Thank God for basketball and Great Danes!

I was extremely depressed by the time I had made it home last night. I never realized how emotionally invested I was in America, till last night. I am loyal to a fault, whether it be my friends, family or country of citizenship or country where I live in right now. Yesterday was almost the breaking point for me in a lot of ways especially as far as the war with Iraq is concerned. It is frustrating when you feel like you are fighting someone else's war with people who are supposed to be your allies, friends and family, and everything seems in vain. I am not going to name names, but when I see Indian bloggers writing odes to "human shields", and stuff like this - "Two planes crash into two towers. Bush declares war on terrorism and that the nation is at war.". That's it. It is all for Oil™. 9/11 was just that - two towers, two planes. I can tell them, they were not here in the US at that time. I can tell them how much it hurt. I can tell them how much I cried those two horrible days, even though I didn't know a soul in NY, DC or from Flight 93. I never even visited those places. But I still felt it. I felt the pain of it all. I saw the suffeing of innocent people and I stood with them, because doing anything else seemed so....wrong. I know what the rebuttsl would be - "paying for past sins".

If that is the situation with people who don't have much invested with America, the worst blow came to me on a "Survivor" message board, where we were debating the situation. People were comparing Bush to Saddam and said they were both threatening each other, so they are both equivalent, because the UN said so. UN is the God they live by and die by. I can point to those people that UN Human Rights Commission is chaired by a dictator responsible for shooting a civilan plane down and killing hundreds of people. I can tell them UN Disarmament Committee is chaired by Saddam, UNRWA teaches Palestinian kids how to hate Israel in their schools, how UN workers run prostitution rings, how UN has done jackshit to remedy the India-Pakistan situation, even though they wasted a ton of paper on resolutions they cannot enforce, and lots more. I didn't.

Here is why - there were other people on the message board. They were born and brought up Americans. Why were they not speaking up? I am not an American citizen, heck, I am not even a permanent resident. I am here on a temporary work visa. I have nothing to gain but everything to lose from the war and another ecession. I have already been laid off thrice, and another recession would ensure that my husband and I will both lose our jobs, which means we will have to leave the country at once. That is how transient my situation is here. If I have to I will pick up and leave and go back to India and still live happily ever after. Americans though, have nowhere else to go. This is your country. This is your motherland. If you don't defend it, why should I? You are so anti-Bush that you will suffer anti-American fools gladly, without a peep. I will tear to pieces someone who says anything bad about India. I did the same with people who said anti-American stuff, but more and more I think, why should I? May be you don't want confrontations, but I don't like them either. I hate fighting with people. I sick, tired and depressed of having to keep bringing out the same, old arguments and the other side just changing the subject when they cant answer my questions.

I was shaking by the time, I got home from work yesterday and changed and sat down in front of the TV. One of my Great Dane puppies then decided he found my face real tasty. I started playing with him and the tension of the day melted away. Then the basketball game on and my Mavericks beat the crap out of Houston Rockets and Yao Ming. Life is beautiful again, by the time I go to sleep with one Dane snoring into my ear and the other one at my feet, with my lab/hound-mix mutt curled into my stomach and my husband on the other side of the bed, holding in his arms, the black-and-white doggie. I am set to take on the world again.

Note: This was meant as a personal rant against certain people that I found very frustrating, even though it might seem like I am generalizing a bit. If this offends someone, I say "tough luck!".