I went to see Black Hawk Down with my dad tonight. The frenetic pace of the film proved its point -- the whole mess was exactly that: a mess, a big bloody hopeless mess.

According to my father, the fact that the director specifically shot the film in such a way that didn't allow for character development or an audience to be able to follow a specific group's activities due to the way everything seemed to happen to everyone at once was due to his desire to shoot more of a semi-documentary than a film. And it served its anti-war purpose.

Unfortunately, I come away with a rather bitter taste in my mouth. Yes, war is hell. Yes, we all hope for world peace. But I seriously doubt that it'll happen anytime in the near future. Humans seem -- by nature -- to be predisposed towards using coveting that which is not theirs and using violence to obtain it. Case in point, our Fearless Leader is gearing up to take on half the world unilaterally in order to rid the world of terrorism by attacking Iran, Iraq and North Korea without support from any other nations. In fact, someone in the administration specifically said that he's planning on doing it regardless of whether we get help from anyone else. Ironic that he claims to be working towards peace by engaging in war.

At least I can find some solace in the fact that Greta Van Susteren's eyelift has gotten as much media attention as our recent Afghan activities. That says things might be returning to normal.