Another of my sons is completing his paperwork to join the military, and a third is thinking about it. What do they want? To be educated. Not to kill. Not to be killed. It is a simple quest to attend university in a bad economy, if they live long enough.
Suddenly I hate everyone who put our children into this war. As horrific as the attack on the twin towers was, their deaths will not be undone by all the deaths that have followed nor all the deaths yet to come. An undeclared war, yet a long ago declared won.
I vote that we send the politicians (on all sides), regardless of their age now, who brought us to this end. Send the men and women who met in secret to lie about what they knew and didn't know. Suit 'em up with an 80 pound field pack and send them to the heart of the fight.
On the short string of my anger comes those who have foolishly wrecked the economy - ours and our global neighbors. Greed. I hope they live long enough to see their hand in other's misery. I hope the martini lunches in the Caribbean and the excessive bonuses will be weighed against every flaw in their actions, from Reaganomics to the recent ill-planned bailout of the guilty, causing others to lose their job, home, retirement, hope.
My father, God rest his soul, was in the US Army in both WWI and WWII. He lied about his age in the first war. They had to know, but that cowboy was a great shot (either hand) and a fantastic horseman. My father-in-law, God rest his soul, was in the US Marines in WWII. One in the European Theatre the other in the Pacific. They were destined to never meet.
I'm not anti-American. I'm proud of where I was born. I'm just tired of wars that history can't explain the defining moment that required so many to die. What is it in our nature that makes killing so easy? Where have all the statesmen gone?