One Christmas song I really like is “Happy Christmas (War is Over)”, by John Lennon, who ironically proclaimed he was more popular the man the Holiday is for. For years, I never knew what the kids in the background were saying and just now decided to look it up. It sounded good, that’s all I cared about. So I looked up the lyrics and discovered they sang:

May 2008 Art Nude Workshop, Model Tiffany

“War is over. If you want it. War is over, now.”

Its very beautiful and melodious. I just couldn’t understand what the words were. Ironically, as a soldier, I can still relate to the words. I’ve never been a soldier who craved conflict. I believe, with all sincerity that I was good at being an infantry soldier. I trained may ass off and did my best to make sure those under my charge were technically and tactically proficient, as well as highly motivated with the intestinal fortitude to accomplish the mission. I did the job with the understanding that somebody had to do it. Somebody’s got to stand in the gap and every since I was a kid, I’ve felt like that responsibility was mine to shoulder.

According to Wikipedia in the following quote, this song was written as protest to the Vietnam War. [Ha! Its now playing on my internet radio!].

July 2008 Art Nude Workshop, Model Faerie

“The lyric is based on a campaign in late 1969 by Lennon and Ono, who rented billboards and posters in eleven cities around the world that read: “WAR IS OVER! (If You Want It) Happy Christmas from John and Yoko”. The cities included New York, Los Angeles, Toronto, Rome, Athens, Amsterdam, Berlin, Paris, London, Tokyo, Hong Kong and Helsinki. At the time of the song’s release, the US was deeply entrenched in the unpopular Vietnam War. The line “War is over, if you want it, war is over, now!”, as sung by the background vocals, was taken directly from the billboards.” – Wikipedia via http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_is_over;

I’ve never been a protester over our own wars. I haven’t felt that soldiers have that luxury. There’s definitely a time to speak up about orders that aren’t lawful, or when you utterly feel that your commander is too stupid to be in charge. So far, that hadn’t extended to the Commander in Chief. He doesn’t make those decisions alone. That’s one place were a soldier’s got to have faith that those involved are NOT stupid. Now I’m speaking in general terms. I am by no means trying to defend, justify, or explain why were are at war now. I don’t want that debate, here. I’m just looking at the paradox of a meaningful song to me that’s was originally made in protest by someone who may or may not share my beliefs in terms of my faith or my former occupation. I find that interesting is all.

Sept 2008 Art Nude Workshop, Model Clarissa

Another song that comes to mind is Vince Guaraldi’s “Christmas Time is Here”. You may remember that melody from the Charlie Brown Christmas specials. Either a friend or a relative made an observation that the reason I like that song so much is because of my somber disposition during Christmas. Its not the first time that someone has told me I get moody around Christmas. Moody…? I’d much rather say I’m sentimental, maybe even nostalgic. My Christmases as a kid were the absolute most meaningful days in my life. Christmas at my grandparents in my early years were particularly special, but then we started having Christmas at my own home. I recall an occasion once were I heard something on the roof and looked up out the window. I swore to my mom that I saw a dear hoof slip of the edge of the roof!

Dec 2008 Art Nude Workshop, Model Sarah Jane

After having my own kids, I can recall at times having to be the one to wake THEM up! Me…I could go all night without sleeping as a kid. When I did sleep, I was up by 6am at the latest. As a solider, I was blessed enough to spend most of my Christmases at home. It was late in my career when I was deployed away a few days before Christmas and I spent Christmas night in a barracks room, alone and on the floor wrapped up in my poncho liner, (affectionately referred to as a “Woobie”). I was reminded of a poem in circulation that was supposedly written by a marine in Okinawa. Regardless, THIS WAS ME, on that particular night. And I hope you all take a second to remember our troops still deployed away from home. Whether you realize it or not, that joyous feeling you get when you share that quality time with your family is at the expense of their’s! You don’t believe, me? Ask my kids…