The opposite of love is not hate they are actually on opposite sides of the same coin. They both inspire extreme emotion that will enable us to give our lives or take someone else’s. That area in between though is far more dangerous and far more deadly than either extreme… apathy.

Which oddly enough is where most people find themselves. To afraid or apathetic to love or hate anything. Rather than pursue their dreams they are perfectly happy to live a nightmare. They move to a bubble shuffle back and forth from a job they tolerate to provide for a wife they barely tolerate and kids who don’t tolerate them at all. They suffer through this in hopes to one day catch that carrot thats been dangled in front of them since they entered adulthood. To be fair along the way they may have spike’s of joy #TripToJamaica and sadness #DogDies but when faced with either event they numb themselves with alcohol. They choose to flatline rather than have a pulse.

Why? Because “people” enjoy being comfortable and would rather not have to think or feel because that is hard and scary. It seems as though America is on a quest to make their last unpleasant experience a precisely datable event. The problem America faces on its horizon is a generation of War-Fighters that have spent their most formative adult years living on those extremes. Thats not to say the Warrior doesn’t slip into that shadow land between love and hate. The difference is when he does its to hunt. He leaves behind his humanity so that he can do some evil things while still keeping his soul intact. Thats why he can love and live without fear or limits.

With these Men returning home to a material world that lives in this vapid purgatory the warrior reacts to this environment the way he did while deployed. He Detaches and goes to the place where his heart can’t be touched because he knows it will stain his soul. His wife/girlfriend notice this change and mistake it for a loss of love. When in reality its him trying to maintain his sanity because he is in a mental state where he use to kill but now chokes back anger on the day to day. He drowns himself with alcohol, drugs and scripts from the VA to kill his desire to truly live again. Until the day he decides to join his friends in Valhalla… But the Valkyrie doesn’t come for those who end it themselves and thats why America is afraid… Or at least the politicians are.