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nobody wants to think it.
but what the hells so wrong with The Draft?
it'd lessen the burden on troops who're on their 3rd, 4th, even 5th tours in Iraq/Afghanistan.
is it so hard, so wrong, to serve this country?
yes, yes...you ascribe to Howard Zinn's philosophy...but guess what? he served. that's how he got the right scoop.
stop gettting second hand information, tone down your rhetoric.
i concede -- you're much more articulate than i.
i dunno. things seem so damn contradictory.
so illogical and full of posture and pomp.
yes, i'm a Veteran...i'm honored, respected by many.
(prolly loathed too.)
yet many i know would never serve in the military, let alone allow their children to serve in a war for this country.
but we did. and many of us got hurt.
badly.
unfortunately it's like pulling teeth to recieve disablitiy from the govt.
for guy/gals that put life on hold
and did what they were told.
and if uncle sam doesn't want to anty up? well, obama better grow some balls and tap into his vast pool of groupies and draft 'em.
you love this new change?
the hope?
yeah, i hear ya. me too.
so do something that requires a little more effort than dragging your ass to the polling both and punching some buttons.
you voted. kudos.
and i know you wanna loose wieght.
i mean, oprah wants to loose weight. you've tried the grapefruit diet. counting your carbs. atkins was too meaty. south beach too expensive.
try something new.
i know you're afraid. so was i.
waiting there in the dark, feet plastered on yellow footprints, trying to look tough.
and i know you don't wanna die. neither did i.
i wanted to drink, smoke, get laid, explore Greece, visit the Levant and touch Solomon's Wall, lounge on the beaches of sunny so-cal.
and you'll loose wieght.
you'll get that cardio.
you'll become something other than the millions of Americans' that compromise the general population -- who watch the world pass by on the boob tube, smiling vacantly.
might even become a hero, who knows? but you've got it in you.
if your gramps could...you could.
"greatest generation," - just like us.
same DNA.
same faces.
same crooked smile and dimples.
it's gonna be hard. yes.
it's gonna suck ass. yes.
you'll hate...many things. yes.
you might even become a pissed off Veteran like myself (but time will pass...and you'll mellow out, hopefully...i'm not always pissed off).
but in the end...you'll be history.
i was, right?
or am i just a dolt, some dip-shit who risked his life for a corrupt government?
for oil?
for bush?
for a special on the history channel 10 years from now?
a poignant monument conceived by a well-mannered asian lady -- adjacent to the numerous others that dot d.c.?
i dunno...
maybe i'm just another cliche unfolding before your very eyes.
i don't wanna say it.
you don't wanna think it...
