I never really understood this day when I was in elementary school. And I understand it even less. I do mourn for those who have died for the sake of peace, to end useless, pointless suffering. And yet, look around the world a bit and you'll see we still have such a long way to go. With the war in the middle east raging still (although the media coverage has lessened quite a bit...), and many others we have no notice of as we have little use for their reasons or existance in our daily selfish lives...
So then? What's the point of remembering something; a worthy powerful cause, that has never been completely resolved. Now we wage war under the guise of peace! How ignoble! How grotesque! Why don't more people see this? I now view this 11th of the 11th month as a parody, a joke that our leaders like to use to fool us, to blind their people, or at least most of them.

Yes people have died, courageous strong souls, but hey guess what? Many still are, and many more who have never known peace at all. Think on that.