Can you believe this shit ?
That there are still people out there who believe that they should be grateful to their country ? Like as though their country is doing something extra for them by allowing them to stay in it and breathe the air, and use the public transport and for giving them a small little booklet that allows them to visit other little countries, which are filled with more local versions of themselves.
And that these morons will gladly nay voluntarily join the armed forces to kill other people doing the same albeit for their country, where is the glory in that ? while old fucks sitting in their air conditioned bomb proof bunkers declare war, these poor fucking putzes march into certain doom and in effect give away the one thing that they have; their identity. When you are dead, you are dead, it doesn't matter what happens to your country does it ? but then again, maybe these sheep deserve it.
And then there are other assholes who wet their pants for even more absurd entities to idolize and dote on such as Football Teams and Caste and Company, their need for a symbol, to belong to a group, to get all emotional about and possibly even utter a war cry for is nothing short of astonishing.