It was a Friday. The old USS Rustbucket was docked at India Pier at NAS North Island in San Diego. We had a personnel and ship’s inspection that day. Once the personnel inspection was done, while the ship was inspected, we crewmen were released to go on North Island. “Be back by noon,” they said.
I just finished reading Kings, Conquerors, Psychopaths: From Alexander to Hitler to the Corporation. I am quite convinced all my previous heroes have been liars and monsters.
Yeah, in other words, they were human beings. There's not one of us who hasn't been a liar and a monster at some time. Just for most of us it doesn't involve the deaths of lots of people.
I was just thinking that. At the very least, the lesson to be learned for ALL of us is to avoid idolizing leaders or any persuasion. All people have warts. And I have strict orders for a dear friend, to locate (she knows where) and DESTROY my personal journal when I depart this planet! LOL!
Wow! I knew some of these historical details, but not all. They are so intriguing!
Like you, I was such a JFK fan, although I wasn't even a US citizen then. The day he was assassinated, I was in a British boarding school, and you wouldn't believe how all of us -- mostly teenage girls gathered around the only black and white tv in our "house" crying and in shock. It seemed as if the western world was about to implode.
I began to be turned off by him, when all his affairs and infidelities became mainstream news. At first, my disbelief came to the fore, but maturity and reality finally set in -- what a downer that was!
I was in Grade 10. I had eaten my lunch and was on the outdoor hockey rink in the tiny village where I went to highschool. A friend whom I can only describe as a character was coming from home and crying his eyes out. This was a strong Catholic Community so even he and I were caught up in the hero worship.
The balloon slowly deflated over the years. I did not know details of why he pushed American involvement in Vietnam until just now. There were lots of people wanted him dead. Deranged lone gunmen are easy to find. Who put the bug in Oswald's ear is still a question. The rest I believe to be true.
I just finished reading Kings, Conquerors, Psychopaths: From Alexander to Hitler to the Corporation. I am quite convinced all my previous heroes have been liars and monsters.
Yeah, in other words, they were human beings. There's not one of us who hasn't been a liar and a monster at some time. Just for most of us it doesn't involve the deaths of lots of people.
I was just thinking that. At the very least, the lesson to be learned for ALL of us is to avoid idolizing leaders or any persuasion. All people have warts. And I have strict orders for a dear friend, to locate (she knows where) and DESTROY my personal journal when I depart this planet! LOL!
Wow! I knew some of these historical details, but not all. They are so intriguing!
Like you, I was such a JFK fan, although I wasn't even a US citizen then. The day he was assassinated, I was in a British boarding school, and you wouldn't believe how all of us -- mostly teenage girls gathered around the only black and white tv in our "house" crying and in shock. It seemed as if the western world was about to implode.
I began to be turned off by him, when all his affairs and infidelities became mainstream news. At first, my disbelief came to the fore, but maturity and reality finally set in -- what a downer that was!
I was in Grade 10. I had eaten my lunch and was on the outdoor hockey rink in the tiny village where I went to highschool. A friend whom I can only describe as a character was coming from home and crying his eyes out. This was a strong Catholic Community so even he and I were caught up in the hero worship.
The balloon slowly deflated over the years. I did not know details of why he pushed American involvement in Vietnam until just now. There were lots of people wanted him dead. Deranged lone gunmen are easy to find. Who put the bug in Oswald's ear is still a question. The rest I believe to be true.