Passion = Truth? How Jeffrey James Francis Ircink Sees The World? I love when people are passionate about something. That surging of emotion is the one honest measure of what truth is. It's a truthful display of how a person really feels about something or someone at that particular moment. That passion IS truth.



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Greendale, Wisconsin, United States
Ex-producer of THE REALLY FUNNY HORNY GOAT INTERNATIONAL SHORT FILM FESTIVAL, playwright, actor, singer, outdoorsman, blogger, amateur photog, observer & bitcher, Beach Boys groupie, Brett Favre fanatic, lover of everything Celtic and forever a member in the Tribe of HAIR. Spent most of my life in the Village of Waterford, a small town just outside of the Milwaukee suburbs. After 12 years in North Hollywood, Bel Air and Culver City, Cali, I moved back to Wisconsin in September 2009. No regrets - of moving to LA OR moving back to WI. Have traveled to Belfast, Ireland, Dayton (OH), Manhattan, Seattle, Cedar Rapids, New York, Miami and Sydney, Australia with my plays. Moved back into the Village of Greendale where I was born. Life is good.

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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

"Here Lies Three Americans"

In the September 20, 1943 issue of LIFE magazine, the editors published a photograph taken on a New Guinea beach in the South Pacific, ten months earlier. It was the first image of dead American servicemen that American civilians had been allowed to see in the twenty-one months since Pearl Harbor. Here's an excerpt from that article (I searched the Web but couldn't find it in its entirety:

Here lie three Americans. What shall we say of them? Shall we say that this is a fine thing, that they should give their lives for their country? Why print this picture anyway of three American boys, dead on an alien shore? The reason is that words are never enough. The eye sees. The mind knows. The heart feels. But the words do not exist to make us see, or know, or feel what it is like, what actually happens. . .And so here it is. This is the reality that lies behind the names that come to rest at last on monuments in the leafy squares of busy American towns. The camera doesn’t show America and yet here on the beach is America, three parts of a hundred and thirty million parts, three fragments of that life we call American life: three units of freedom. So that it is not just these boys who have fallen here, it is freedom that has fallen. It is our task to cause it to rise again.

This story ran during Episode 2 of Ken Burns' The War (PBS). Watch it if you have the opportunity. It struck me so because of the fighting - and dying - our servicemen and women are engaged in overseas in Iraq. We all have our opinion of this current war - of all wars. But one thing needs to be said - Hate war, but love the American soldier.

1 comment:

weakknees@gbpackersfan.com said...

it's jeff. i forgot the name of the style of blog this is but it's the only one of it's kind. you'll find it under Blogger and it's free.

 
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