The war is a war and it's no human's war but a creation of:
fantasies, semi-fiction, not-non-fiction, smokescreens, lies, deceit, money-motivated, misdirected nationalism, a dedicated zombie population, apathy, greed, SHALL I CONTINUE?!
Incoherent is the only coherence I can work from me these days when most are bound by chains of metaphor and our prison is our own to construct...It's like "Choose Your Own Adventure"!  Isn't it great.  We can fictionalize our every day stake and our choice of Novocain is just about endless here in the USofA.  Has 2012 made me cynical?  When I drop the guard and conscious mental state...FUCK yeah!  Do I wish to remain cynical, nope... that's a start, right?
I'm going to attempt an 'out' and construct creatively concrete counter-cynicism, it's the only way:
Fuck it, I want it gone.
Fuck it, I want it out.
Fuck it, we have