Joe For America
I don’t know about you, but the senseless death this week of the Canadian soldier, Corporal Nathan Cirillo, who was shot and killed at Canada’s National War Memorial in Ottawa, left me devastated.
image source: nationalpost.com
When I look at the photograph of him with his dog, I cry as if he were my own son or brother. I cried even more, when I subsequently found out that he left behind a wife and young daughter.
At first, I was in disbelief, then I became angry, then saddened, then angry again. It’s where I find myself now.
What do the murders of four Americans in Benghazi have to do with the murders of three in a terrorist attack in Boston? Plenty, if you understand what you are seeing in the abstract expressionism of the Jackson Pollock painting is actually a blood trail, and the Pollock painting you are closely studying is an exact reproduction of one of his earlier works. It is a reproduction of a reproduction. We’ve seen this picture before, a bloodstained tangle of lies being sold to us as an artistic masterpiece. But you have to step farther back, not closer to the painting, to actually see the blood trail.