After three weeks of new-computer problems, it’s time to bring things up to date (which is not the same thing as ‘update’ and I’ve had quite enough of updating during these last three weeks, thank you).
The sound studio moves on. The wall-to-wall ceiling and floor insulation is pretty much in place with, as someone said, enough staples to make it resemble chainmail. It’s not going to fall down any time soon. It’s actually quite cozy in there, especially with November’s drizzly ice-cold rain coming down outside. The walls are fuzzy — if anyone needs some head-banging time, we’ve got the perfect place, cheap rates. Next comes the office, where the operational equipment will be. Just a matter of moving everything that we moved out of the studio area into the office, from the office area to ? Oh dear, here we go again, move this over here so we can move that in there. I know Will calls this house the Tardis, but it’s not really unlimited.
We are still filming interviews for the documentary. Just a week ago we met up with a Viet Nam vet who spends his time not only helping his fellow vets, but reaching out to the young ones coming back, bewildered, from a war just as horrendous in a desert as the other was in a jungle. The ones, he says poignantly, who managed “some sort of survival”. He spoke of his nephew, killed in Fallujah in 2004. And of a buddy who stood up just in time to take a bullet meant for him. He spoke of what it’s like to come home to people who simply cannot understand, no matter how much they try, no matter how much they want to understand. His advice? Get professional help as soon as you can. Not psycho-crap, just someone who knows, who’s been there and can help you find your way through your own particular jungles, back home to a life that will never be what you once thought it would be but can still be everything you want it to be.
“It’s not weakness,” he says to those who hesitate. “It’s not weakness, it’s strength. Weakness is giving up. Strength is asking for help, getting it and moving on.”