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My heart is with the veterans today. There will be a parade here today. There are a lot of older people in PS for whom the day still counts. I will have a few silent moments. My Dad was a Navy guy in WWII and had a lot of intense stuff he dreamt and thought about for years after. He gave a lot. I am grateful for his part. Me? I was in ROTC so I could avoid the draft. I did a 6 month service after summer camp between the Soph and Junior years and then was to go to weekly meetings for 6 years which I got out of because my advisor and I hit it off. I did go to two week summer assignments on my own. Cushy. When I was on active duty, I was just newly married and our first kid was born on the Army. My job was the Asst Club Officer at the Fort Lee Officer's Club. More cush. I never had dreams about the horrors of my service.

A dose of "the bard" today which I can only take a little of. And this came somewhat palatably in the form of Joss Wheedon's Much Ado About Nothing (2012). In black and white, modernized and still in the stilted Elizabethan language which always takes me half the play to get the drift of. I tried subtitles but they are very annoying. Big blocky letters which didn't really help me. So I succumbed to the standard advice and just sank myself into it and went along. It is sort of obvious what is happening, at least in a general way. But since the play is about confusion it is still not all that clear. I would not watch it again. I didn't FF, I tried hard although I did need a break in the middle. A 3 out of Netflix5 for the production and a 2 for me as I am just basically against it all. This is the 21st Century in the USA. A Luddite. Well, no. Luddites would like it. Just an unrepentant peasant. Yes I know he wrote for the lower classes. Sort of.

Labels: films, holidays, military