August 30, 2004
Unlike certain other candidates.
Peter (who you will remember from these 2 posts) has given me permission to post some more material from one of his recent e-mails to me. Before I read it, I had a detached, impersonal distaste for John Kerry. Afterwards, what I had was a seething urge to see that man's eyeballs on the ends of my thumbs.
But maybe that's just a "me" thing. Tell you what, YOU read it and decide for yourself:
I'm pretty angry right now. I'm no hero. I went where I was sent and did what I was told. I had a lot of fairly safe duty and a couple of tough assignments, that's the way things happen when a small town kid signs up in the Big Green Machine for a ticket out.I spent some years with some awfully good guys, though, as well as the usual assortment of pricks, far outnumbered by the good guys. Oh, and a few, just a few, genuine heroes. My war had far more to do with being tired, bored, lonely and homesick and sometimes terrified, sometimes heartbroken at the loss of a friend than anything to do with a John Wayne epic.
I saw a whole lot of frightened young men suck it up for fear of letting down their buddies.
What I didn't see was rape and murder. I saw a sergeant, oh late twenties, early thirties, married with a couple of kids, we used to eat the broken cookies they sent, buy the farm trying to herd some Viet kids out of the line of fire in an ambush in a ville that I never knew the name of. That man's kids heard that 'testimony'. He was one of John Kerry's baby-killers. His children, and mine, grew up hearing that crap. My daughter, yes, daughter asked me about the rape over there. My teenaged daughter was taught in school that her daddy was a rapist. There's a conversation I never thought I'd have.
The other week I got a call from a veteran's wife, she was distraught because, for the first time in years, her husband was having Those Dreams, waking up pouring sweat and tears.
All I could think of to do was to go get him drunk enough to talk, and to cry while he was awake. Hope it's enough.
It's bad enough, that crap from almost thirty-five years ago. He's putting us through it again.
Harvey, I don't have a Blog, being computer illiterate and all. I depend on the kindness of strangers to lend me their soapboxes. I'm not fit to speak for veterans, just this one. There are so many that did far more than I did, there are so many that sacrificed far more than I did.
All I can do is tell my little story and to scream my outrage that so many men, from the ordinary to the finest I've ever been privileged to stand besides, were slimed as a political gambit. I want this to be over. I want those men to have their honor back. Then I want to go back to being just a guy writing witty comments on funny Blogs. I want to be Gramps again, plotting visits to the kids so as to teach my grandkids the words their mamas don't want them to know.
Until that day, the fight is on.
I read that, and I get quiet and still, and parts of my soul that I rarely hear from start to ache.
I just keep going back to that one section:
"My daughter, yes, daughter asked me about the rape over there. My teenaged daughter was taught in school that her daddy was a rapist. There's a conversation I never thought I'd have."
and my bones start to throb with rage.
I will tell you this - no more "fair and balanced" for THIS Sailor. No more "benefit of the doubt", no more "maybe we should at least hear what he has to say". From here on out, you can put me into the "frothing-psycho-moonbat right-wing fanatical Kerry-hater" column. This doesn't mean that I'm turning my entire blog into the Republican version of the Democratic Underground, and I'm not going to go around hijacking comment threads screeching about how Kerry should be strung up & flayed.
I'm just saying don't expect me to show my usual level of tact & diplomacy on matters Kerry. If you want to say something nice about the guy, say it on your own damn blog, because there's no room for it here anymore.
Final note: I'm of the opinion that the blogosphere would be a better place if Peter had a blog where he could post regularly, and the rest of us could stop by, read, comment, and link to.
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