At points throughout there wasn't hardly anyone who wouldn't affirm, (i)this is all warfare(i). "It couldn't be," both peace activists and strategic deniers swore. Behind closed doors and in gravely serious tones there was concern.
At the same time (i)adherence to values(i) was hammering on the shield of unity. It wasn't that American unity didn't exist, but the greater forces were swirling most issues into "gray area" and so, posing much of realism into opposition. In the Arts, Letters, Medical, and Military most issues became cases, and then the arguments of "What are you? A special case?"
There was vehemence to social justice especially as what had been a democratic Republic corporatized. Stalwarts defending the USA, USA were often left wondering about (i)homeland(i) and which jurisdiction "the issue" fell into. Whichever, thwarters to the success of the Country (i)for everyone(i) found purchase in institutions and attending processes which could be jolted in various ways and even disrupted.
"Our propaganda isn't holding up Cap'n," techies were on the brunt end of conversations about (i)How could this happen?(i). But like churches assuming they just weren't "outreaching" properly, the world was shifting quicksand. There was an (i)all hands on deck(i), (i)put your thinking caps on(i) sentiment to the camps and groupings, but also derailments. And plenty of bulldozing and occupation too.
"Since when did Intellectual become an Occupation?" A blank stare, been-at-the-office-all-day person asked a pauper who filed anyway. No answer; such was the churn of "crazy" running its courses. Physical bodies displaced by ideology and ideas/monies. (i)Nothing new(i), the poor shrugged it off...one more day and...
"(i)There are rules(i)," people manning anything smacking of "community" warned. A lot of ambitious people took that as the thing to fight against. Some (i)within reason(i), many no holds bar, and intriguers bothered to lie.
"Let's just do our own thing," was a sort of "Don't tread on me" that was mostly fun and games (i)until(i).
"You gave him all dah money?"
"Money's not real real." The credit bills mounted and the debt rose and rose and rose.
"Can I have a pair of pants?" People in Services asked. "You may buy a pair," most were told. "It's the same thing at Staples."
Joining Services was made an impalpably heavier weight in decision-making despite the Sterns reminding, (i)Three square in prison(i). By that time ex-cons might quip, "Yeah two pieces of white bread and something called bologna."
"How do we re-find (i)our sense of(i)..." an interpreter named group feelings because of "fine print" attached even to Happy Meals.
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