When I was born the world was between World War 2 and the Korean conflict. When I turned 12, two seemingly intransigent foes almost came to nuclear blows. By 20 years I was protesting Vietnam. And on it went. I am now 60+ and I write about our soldiers killed in Afghanistan. Is that want I want for little Tegan?
Back in the 70's a movie was released called "Suppose they gave a war and nobody came?" The title came from a "hippy-culture" anti-war slogan from the 60's. The movie was a comedic drama which explored the reactions of WW2 veterans to the contemporary U.S. Army. It might be fun to do a update to the movie exploring the reactions of former Canadian Peacekeepers, during the days that we had such a beast, to the contemporary Canadian military.
But back to the topic at hand... Tegan's world as she grows up.
Is it fair for her to live under the veil of terrorism? Should her food have to be genetically modified in order to be plentiful? Should her playground need to be a 5 x 5 foot green and brown space in the middle of a rapidly "densifying" city? Should she have to witness genocide on the TV (or a super-smart phone in her case) news? Should she have to decide her vote on which candidate will not go to war?
Nobody's grandchild should have to live that way.
Suppose we gave a peace and everybody came?
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