Thursday, November 1, 2012
APO 96225
APO 96225 by Larry Rottmann reminds me a lot of questions that I encounter everyday. These questions usually start out with, "Tell me the truth..." And continue with a question whose truthful answer would probably result in the hurt feelings of the asker. For example, the classic, "Tell me truth, does this make me look fat?" is one of my favorites, because it is obvious that people only want to hear that they look beautiful. I am usually very honest with my friends and family when asked to be, but what kind of a person would reply with, "yes, you look huge. Go run 5 miles,"? Exactly. Sometimes I think it is not only acceptable, but necessary to bend the truth or lie in order to preserve the feelings of someone around you. When people ask these questions, they don't really want to hear that they look fat, they just want you to tell them they look good and to boost their confidence. This is exactly the case in this poem. The son is sparing his mother from the ugly truth that is war. He wants to protect her from the horrid tasks he performs each day. Eenfually he gives in to her insistence that she wants to hear everything, doubting his correct assumption that she just wars to ascertain that he is doing okay. His original assumption is reaffirmed by the father's reply. The mother didn't really want to know everything ahoy her son's daily tasks and the place where he is stationed, she wants the bossy of confidence that he is alive and well, as any mother would. This poem very clearly shows this funny quirk of society.
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