Listen — I’m not a veteran. I never served. My father did — WW2 — that was the Big One, you know, Winnie — as did most of my uncles. Miraculously, they all made it home alive and intact.
When I came of age to serve, Lyndon Baines Johnson was President, and the Vietnam War was raging. “LBJ, LBJ, how many kids have you killed today?” Got the idea? I was an undergraduate with a student deferment. When Nixon took over — you know, Nixon, a Nazi back then but by today’s ‘Pub standards at least a socialist — if not a Negro Kenyan– he introduced the draft lottery. I drew #357 out of 365. Free! My older brother and cousin, born the same day got #335.
Lucky lucky me. I stayed home and protested. This war is a mistake. The people in charge are fascist assholes. My job is to make this war end and bring the boys home. Bring Home the Boys! Tear Down the Wall! Got it?
This country has fucked over its veterans for fucking ever. It’s appalling. It makes me crazy. It keeps me up at night. And even though I have no skin in the game, I can’t even finish this post. How can we do this to our veterans? Where the fuck is our fucking respect?
So. Here’s a brief video that speaks to this– not my style at all, but really well done. (Thanks, Thor.)
And here’s a link to a vet and a Veteran Mom whose blog is worth visiting to appreciate her perspective as both. No, I’ve never met her or even spoken to her . I just like her, especially today.
War sucks. Write that down.