Over the past few weeks, I've seen a few different documentaries on medics and doctors in Iraq. To be completely honest, I don't read stories about the war anymore. It's just too complexly depressing to read about the carnage and hopelessness of the whole situation. If I find someone that still defends the war as just, or as something we should have started, I'd be speechless.

To see so many men and women sacrifice their lives for so little gain is just incredibly humbling. Watching the story of people inflicted with pain and wounds that will never heal and the people who care for them cements the idea in my head that this is just hopeless, and will never bear fruit.

I'm surprised we find ourselves in wars, now that we're able to see what it's like first-hand. No longer is there a "homefront" who stands behind our soldiers. It seems that instead of being steadfast and loyal to our soldiers, we turn our ignorant eye because we no longer have that feel-good feeling about duty and service.

It's just not possible to feel good about any of this. There will never be a success in Iraq that is/was worth the costs our country has paid and will pay in the long-term. We've ruined a generation of young men and women who've fought in Iraq. They've lost friends, limbs and their previous life, all for a cause that I can't find any reason to rally around.

Mind-boggling, is the only way to describe this absolute shit-storm we've created. More troops isn't the answer because that's more targets. Iraq is in civil war in a way that we can't stop. We can't up and leave because we started this mess and it's unethical to pull out now. So we're stuck, mired in the hell of mortars and wounds.

So as we each sit in our respective cities, enjoying our easy lives; it seems only fair that we collectively bury our own ignorant, complacent, foolish heads in our two hands as we send those off to lose theirs.