War-Machine Hero Sandwiches

In the interest of full-disclosure I must disclose the fact that I am not in the new Spiderman movie.  I am certainly not bitter about this.  To my millions of fans, please do not be too disappointed.  I am taking it well.

Actually, though it is not obvious because of my sweet Adobe skills, I edited that picture just a bit. This is the real image.

There is an actual sniper tower in the background.  In the interest of me living longer, I don't drive down this road.  Ever.


Is there a baby parade going on around that corner?


You will be happy to know that I really have been trying to stay out of trouble.  

Yes, I am a professional fly botherer.  I do get bored easily, but I don't want to be one of those desperate people who talks to flies.  I just help bring them to their full potential.


I did get a globe as a gift once. Still have it.

I actually enjoy animals.  I take them all in without hesitation.

It doesn't make me a hero, though.  Sandwich shops make heroes.  I would be an amazing sandwich if a sandwich I were. 


My goal is to travel.  I am going to Costa Rica at the end of the year and will share that in another post. 


There is, however, one place that I will never go.  It is not because of the people.  They are really great people.  The blame falls on just a small handful that do not represent the ones who live there. 

On September 1 of this year, "dolphin hunting" starts in Taiji.  

Image taken from savejapandolphins.org

This picture was not edited.  The water is that red.  Thousands upon thousands of dolphins and whales are slaughtered in the water.  Though some people do eat dolphin meat, it is believed the fishermen actually kill the dolphins because they eat the fish and it affects their own catches. 


Some dolphins are sold to aquariums and zoos.  Over 50% of them die once they reach captivity.


I am horrified by this every year. 


As ham-fisted jumbles of words toss themselves about chaotically in my mind, I have not much to say.  


I find myself wanting to morph into some sort of rabid hurricane ready to pick up an entire continent and spew my foaming anger all over anything that threatens to come near me.  


I don't want to fight. That never solves anything.

Instead, I am just a helpless wanderer traveling in this shell of my mind hoping that people stand together, fight and become raging war-machines against people like this. Raging.


I always hope that I can have more potential as a hero than a sandwich does.  

I have also joined Pinterest and am trying to make my images more "Pinterest friendly" so that ones like the dolphins can be shared.  Anyone is welcome to follow me and share my images in a positive manner.  If you feel inclined and I hope you do, you can check out savejapandolphins.org and maybe write some letters and sign petitions.  We need to stop encouraging aquariums and zoos, also.


Whatever you decide to do with your life, be raging. 

P.S. just don't be like these people. This is a different kind of rage that is in guise as misery.