Comments on: JOHN KIRKPATRICK : I DIDN’T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER (2015) https://oannes.gr/john-kirkpatrick-i-didnt-raise-my-boy-to-be-a-soldier-2015/ To singularity, οι πολιτικές του virtual, μέσα αντι-κοινωνικής δικτύωσης, η μουσική στην εποχή των ringtones…• Singularity, the politics of virtual, anti-social media, music in the age of ringtones… Thu, 19 Mar 2026 20:23:10 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0 By: Liz Gauffreau https://oannes.gr/john-kirkpatrick-i-didnt-raise-my-boy-to-be-a-soldier-2015/#comment-27796 Thu, 19 Mar 2026 20:23:10 +0000 https://oannes.gr/?p=99846#comment-27796 In reply to Oannes.

You’re welcome!

]]> By: Oannes https://oannes.gr/john-kirkpatrick-i-didnt-raise-my-boy-to-be-a-soldier-2015/#comment-27792 Thu, 19 Mar 2026 19:29:38 +0000 https://oannes.gr/?p=99846#comment-27792 In reply to Liz Gauffreau.

This goes beyond being moving — it’s important.
Thank you Liz!

]]> By: Liz Gauffreau https://oannes.gr/john-kirkpatrick-i-didnt-raise-my-boy-to-be-a-soldier-2015/#comment-27791 Thu, 19 Mar 2026 19:11:47 +0000 https://oannes.gr/?p=99846#comment-27791 The mothers’ lament in this song immediately brought to mind Randall Jarrell’s poem “The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner.”

The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

By Randall Jarrell
From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

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