So, Like, The Nature of World War 1 Was Such a Fricken Paintball Match

Um, never AGAIN will I indulge in something that horrific again.

So once upon a dreadful time, there used to be this boy at our school called Rudy El Hajj, and he decided to have everyone play paintball for his birthday. At first I was like tsaware (which means imagine) I go, but my friends were like “comeeee onnnn tryyyy ssommmetthhhinggggg newww fooorrr onnnceeee” and I was like fine. Just to get the nagging to stop, of course, and a little because my crush at the time, Joe Arkansas, was going too. So I went. And so did Stephanie. And so did Ash. And so did- everyone.

    I’m gonna skip the whole getting there and getting dressed part, and get right down to the “colorful” details. They mixed guys and girls in two teams and before I knew it, paintballs were flying everywhere. Everyone that got hit kept screaming in pain, bruises everywhere, people were crying- but nobody stopped. Nobody could admit that they couldn’t take it. It turns out the guy working at the paintball place was new and he put the power of the guns on twice as strong. The girls wanted to prove that they were capable, and the guys had done this many times before and wanted to prove their “macho-ness”. So, everyone was dying and crying,  but the game went on.

    The people watching from the bleachers later told me they were in agony watching us suffer like that, but there was a glass thing separating us, and there was nothing they could do about it. A few parents also watching were afraid we would get hurt! (the homefront during WW1)

By the end, everyone had gotten shot, multiple times, and were in unspeakable amounts of pain. So much, that nobody could say either side had won. (same as ww1)

The war was a lot like that, in many ways. At first, it was known as the great war, or the war to end all wars- but that quickly changed. There was nothing great about that war, just as there was nothing great about Rudy El Hajj’s fricken birthday disaster. WW1 is often referred to as the most disastrous war ever fought in history. Words as said to be totally inadequate to describe the slaughter, and statistics too cold to convey the human cost. The same goes with the paintball match, ditto.

I sincerely hope that with all that’s going on in the Arab world today, it does not drag on for much longer. Devastation and distraught are the two d’s plague-ing all countries involved. People crying everyday, promises broken, and lives lost forever.