Don Cherry, the Commander Cody of Canada's Armed Forces, showed another dead motherfucking Canadian soldier at the end of his between periods chit chat. This one was 41 years old. He died fighting the Evil Afghan Empire - Canada's traditional enemy for many centuries.
I'm not much for war. I was relieved as you are, when the police are behind you in your car full of dope with their siren on and their lights flashing when they pass you to chase someone else, when my soldierly years passed without conscription forcing me to flee to Mexico. If soldiers could only do their thing without fucking up civilian life I would be all in favour of war. Too bad shit ain't like that.
16 years old when I went to war,
To fight for a land fit for heroes.
God on my side, and a gun in my hand,
Counting my days down to zero.
And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died,
And I never did get any older.
But I knew at the time that a year in the line,
Is a long enough life for a soldier.
We all volunteered, and we wrote down our names,
And we added two years to our ages.
Eager for life and ahead of the game,
Ready for history's pages.
And we fought and we brawled and we whored 'til we stood,
10,000 shoulder to shoulder.
A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun,
And that's what you are when you're soldiers.
I heard my friend cry, and he sank to his knees.
Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother,
And I fell by his side, and that's how we died,
Clinging like kids to each other,
And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood,
And I wept as his body grew colder,
And I called for my mother and she never came,
Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame.
The day not half over and 10,000 slain,
And now there's nobody who remembers our names,
And that's how it is for a soldier.
For those of you who watched Cherry on Tuesday night, ask yourself this: what was the name of the 41 year old who died in our war?