I am glued to the news, but pushing myself to move.
It’s France, Britain, and the United States and Canada is staying as the peace maker, as always, offering to help, but not directly with war tactics.
The centre of it all is the war in Syria, that’s been going on for six or seven years now, with no real end in sight.
The name #45 has given Syria’s leader is
“MONSTER”
and, if he is gassing civilians, he is just that.
I don’t know any of these “leaders” of these countries. I don’t know their hearts or their true intentions. I wish a lot of things, just me and my simple-minded self.
I wish the best for Syrian civilians, those left there, at risk, and also those who’ve come here to Canada and migrated other places. It must be so hard to see your home in such turmoil.
I wish Russia would stay out of that country, but they seem to think they’re helping. They claim any poisoning, to former spies in Britain or to people in Syria, is not them, a hoax, a lie, a distraction, a plot.
Lies. Lies. Lies. Which governments aren’t lying?
Why are all these, seemingly mostly men, doing this? They blame, shame, claim. It’s lame.
Clowns. Beasts. Monsters among men.
I want to shake them all. Where does it end?
I feel like I am living in the first season of Downton Abbey, after the no return event, assassination that began World War I in 1914.
According to Google:
The direct cause of WWI was the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand at Sarajevo on 28 June 1914. However historians feel that a number of factors contributed to the rivalry between the Great powers that allowed war on such a wide-scale to break out. Apr 20, 2016
One country erupts, or perhaps two countries clash, and, eventually, other countries get involved, take sides, and suddenly the edge of the cliff is underfoot.
In a university library, I was turning the pages of Lucy Maud Montgomery’s personal journals the other day, carefully as I could. I read her words, what living through the 1914-1918 years was like. It was horrid, even from the safety of Canada. We, sheltered from direct danger and conflict, watch with morbid fascination, but with relief and my guilt, that at least it’s not me and my loved ones in any immediate threat.
I turned to the page (November 11, 1918) and she spoke of the end of the war, after herself being glued to the news of the times. She didn’t know another world war was to come. I don’t know now.
I am rather excited about this though, speaking of monsters:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-WGaZaojFc
This movie, “Mary Shelley,” is a snapshot of the times, when Frankenstein was written. It’s about feminism, sexism, and in today’s Me Too moment, a girl of Shelley’s age, getting involved with Percy Shelley is a scandalous, wrong thing. Then, it was what it was.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45115/art-thou-pale-for-weariness
She fought to prove she could be just as good as the men, coming up with a truly classical ghost story, as it was. So much more because science and us humans, we wonder about defeating death and the limits of science in an unknown world.
Though, I ask myself and my literary/literal mind, just who are the monsters anyway?
Her Headache 
Money makes the monsters! There is big money in arms. Your post is very passionate! By the way our government, UK bombes Syria last night and we were not alone… So we are putting our point over forcefully.
Follow the money. Yes. So sad. Such a shame.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-middle-east-43762251
Russia needs Syria, so they can get the oil from their pipelines into the Mediterranean Sea.
That damn oil again. They need it. Uh huh.
You raise important points and questions.
Thank you.