Just turned on early morning (1 a.m.) TV to find Memorial Day Nascar race, with some dedications by drivers to American / family troops which, alas, were given rather less time and emphasis than ads for Coke sponsor or whatever Coke is doing to merit so much adulatory time and mentions.
Down here in past couple of decades we have seen the clever creation by our football league of a ‘traditional’ football game each Anzac day, with the moronic press drawing nauseatingly offensive parallels between the hugely pampered and overpaid sporting ‘heroes’ who just have to run around a paddock for an hour or two and those who fought a real war for years with bugger all in food, comfort, and often weapons and ammunition and, unlike football players, the risk of being killed or seriously wounded, and frequently damaged one way or another for the rest of their lives. Had there been a proportionate amount of newspapers devoted to the deaths, wounds, treatment and recovery time for service people in WWII and WWI, to the relatively trivial footballers’ etc anterior cruciates and other minor injuries and minor surgery, global warming would have been complete by now as there would have been no forests left by 1945.
Our football rubbish is same rubbish as Nascar, with superficial military involvement as endorsement for a money making entertainment which has everything to do with a day off work and nothing to do with honouring those who served.
I find hijacking a veteran’s remembrance day for a money making football game, car race, or any other entertainment offensive and disrespectful.
Separately, when I was a kid in the fifties and early sixties, my grandmother worked on the basis that children, pets and ‘decent people’ were kept off the streets on Anzac day as the returned servicemen often got pissed and out of control, which I think might in large part have been due to her experience in, or belief about, the previous four decades or so of the behaviour of seriously damaged WWI returned servicemen.