I know the temptation is to look at this modern world, this fallen world, and to want it all to burn.
This day of memory however should go for those who fought so that today we would have a choice about our future.
It’s up to us to make the best of it. Societies go into the toilet when not given proper leadership and values. We all know that’s a risk for anything we put our effort into. But we do it, so that our grandchildren and further generations at least have the option to improve it.
Yes, mistakes have been made, and lies piled on top of them. Yes, most things are rotten from within in a way that takes away their soul. But it isn’t over until it’s over.
We are standing on the shoulders of giants, many of whom are under the earth through their own acts of sacrifice, so that we may choose to rise above the common standard — most of humanity chooses to live in ignorance, criminality, perversity and filth — and do better.
This is not about our individual comfort, but about making something of. Creating something which rises above, both on an individual level and as a society.
Self-pity is the true mind-crusher. Think of those who have gone before, so that there would be something left for us to save. And then remember the formula for fixing anything: keep the good, throw out the bad, and improve the mediocre.
We owe it to our ancestors and the fallen to have a stiff upper lip and never surrender.