Another day...

Well I woke up this morning in Spain. I woke up confused. I forgot which day it was...I forgot why I was in Spain...it was a weird feeling. After the shower, and watching some news; it hit me really hard--I am here to train in military airlift operations so that my country's leaders can use me to win elections, bring stability to far reaching regions, and deliver lethal forces to areas that are threatening to our freedoms. Or at least those seem to be the reasons for today. I guess that could always change...we have to be prepared for anything our government decides is legal and worthy of military force. Anyways...as noble and heroic as it sounds to be "Guardians of Freedom" it is a little depressing to constantly see military be used as pawns in a political election, and all the devastation and evilness that exists in the world. Why can't we all just get along???? Some days it is just hard to wear the uniform; have no opinion; just follow orders. The protesters don't help, the elections don't motivate, and the media is far from encouraging. Oh well, I will continue my training and see where I end up...I have nothing else to do anyways.