Christians probably say Memorial Day is-- like everything else they give lipservice to-- all about Jesus. After all, Jesus died sacrificially for us all, according to Christians.
According to Christians, Jesus knew his nation-- indeed the world, ultimately-- would scapegoat him for all their own wickedness, condemning him to the death they deserve; and that he would rise from the dead. The 'fact' that Jesus knew all these things makes his death more special than all other deaths combined, according to Christians. I, Satan, say otherwise.
More precious to me is each of the more than 58,000 sacrificial deaths recorded on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in D.C. (not to mention the half- a- million- plus who died in the Bellum; or the billion- and- a- half who've died generally in warfare throughput recorded history). According to Christians' own beliefs about the foreknowledge of Jesus concerning all things, it should be the same for them.
After all, none of those 58,000- plus who died in Vietnam (and elsewhere) knew God would resurrect them; much less any of the other things Christians say Jesus knew about himself, his place in the universe, his relationship with God, and so on. They simply did what they had to-- or thought was the right thing to do-- without any other consolation than the knowledge that, for them, the sacrifice of death was inescapable. It had to be done; and that by them. Much more pitiful and honorable their deaths than his, I, Satan, say.
Here's to all the soldiers. All gave some. Jesus took all. Goddamn Jesus. You are not forgotten.
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