6 February 2014- Disease
No, I’m not afflicted but there are several prominent diseases running rampant through Ottawa as many will attest to.
There’s the “That’s below my pay grade” disease, the “I’m too stunned to get anything done” disease, “We are the experts, so we will treat you like a child who doesn’t know anything” disease and the most damaging one of all, the “That’s not my job, I’ll pass it on” disease.
I believe that I had to deal with people that have been afflicted by at least one , if not multiple ones, yesterday. Needless to say, I was up late working their hours, and Bastard, faithful as always, woke me up far too early.
I think the most frustrating part about being here is the feeling of helplessness..that we have no control over our fate, that we are at the mercy of not only our host Government, but the UN and Ottawa; that help, if needed, is 6000 kms away and I hold out very little hope that the ones we count on the most would able to respond in times of need, in any kind of organized or timely manner. I see a lot of people posting articles, rants etc about the Veterans and I feel for them and applaud their cause, but at least they are in Canada and not getting support as opposed to being in one of these godforsaken countries and not getting it.
I feel like a bird in a cage. Paranoia is starting to set in and I don’t want to live like that while I’m here. But I have no choice, because complacency is our biggest enemy…and that’s when shit happens.
So, I live on the edge of my last nerve, jump at every little sound, keep my eyes open as much as I can, question everything that goes on around me, keep the doors locked and don’t venture out unless I have to.
Almost half way done.
That’s it for today.
soldiermomma signing off