I've got something to say again, take it or leave it of course. This may be choppy, I am fried, but this is all true, and a personal account.
About a month or so ago, I got word that a group was 'trolling' into a Marine group with the first group's issues. Not going to get into particulars, they are basically irrelevant at this point, but the thing that I found disturbing was that the trolling group was there to attempt to
harass Marines. Some of them claimed to actually be in Iraq. Sorry, but that is off limits in my book even as an active lefty at this point; and I
don't see why that would be acceptable to anyone else for that matter. You may see why very shortly.
War brings out some of the strangest things in people, but personally I
don't see the sense in attempting to harass the persons who basically protect the Country or who go into other Countries to help those who are doing much less better than the USA does on an average. There are varying reasons to go into a war; and I know aside from the reasons given for this Iraq war, the citizens in Iraq were treated very terribly by Saddam ( sadistic freak). Many of the things that he has done as a dictator there
haven't been publicized here in the States on the news--in that case the population may actually be better off with media silence, but not in others in this lefty's opinion.
Political beliefs vary, personal beliefs vary, and sometimes they can change completely on a whim or due to something seen as
unacceptable in a particular representative; but all in all, when it comes down to it, there is no reason to go against the persons who actually maintain this possibility of being free.
It is not polite to speak of persons who have died; but shouldn't their death something? Shouldn't the rest who lived learn from what they gave us, or left behind for us to remember them by? There are persons in
everyone's life who has left behind something or an experience that causes them to want to do things differently. My Grandfather taught me to find the difference between right and wrong, and to fight for that.
If you have been active in the group where I come from; you know I am a KSU student, you know that I have alot to say and probably am one of the most opinionated females one may run into. ; but when something
doesn't set just right, I ain't giving in. It just doesn't work that way.
Something has been learned, and I think everyone should consider the following point.
Don't stab in the back persons who are doing their job, no matter if you think they are right or not. You see, I am a middle generation. My parents were adults during the Vietnam era, and as a present student at KSU, I am an adult student looking at a generation that hasn't seen the repercussions of that war. They though, are getting busy based on a terrible historical event.
When I entered Kindergarten, a family that lived across the street from me had adopted two girls who were from Vietnam--their parents were killed during that war, and they were orphans. The family across the street adopted them, in an effort to help. At the time this was highly controversial--the buzz in the neighborhood was certainly mixed. This was during the year 1972, if I remember right this
happened during the summer before school started. I still remember hearing about their arrival, and not being able to see them for weeks, they needed time to adjust. The first time I met the young girl who was my age, she seemed concerned. I
don't know if she came to America willingly or not; but, she seemed hesitant to meet me. She spoke no English, and to try and talk to her was next to impossible. We sat on the steps in the hallway and just showed each other things that were ours. I had brought over toys to show her and she tried to figure them out, and the only few things she had were these shoes made out of plastic and they looked sort of like canoes. She laughed when she saw the look on my face when I was trying to figure out what they were.
She learned English very quickly, and not completely though. She started school in the Fall and we walked to Kindergarten together--a bunch of us little kids walking to school -- way back then ( lol ) when it was safe to allow kids to walk a mile to school. Anyhow, there were a number of kids who made fun of her in English she
didn't understand and they got their buts kicked, something about numbers works. But later in the year, something else happened that needs to be discussed and this is where I want to focus on this.
Please remain patient though this next part, it might get ugly--but there is where the lesson is, only after it gets ugly.
It must have been close to the end of the school year, or maybe the next one, because she was speaking fluent English by then, and we were on a street that I know we weren't allowed to go on until close to the following year--oh no, not senility yet, this was a long time ago. There was this older boy who just plain looked at her and hated her. He got furious, he turned red, and he was going after her to kill her--he pulled his eyes back with his hands screaming and making fun--he started calling her a 'gook', and that his father had worked so hard to kill all of them, his gripe was that now they are right here in his neighborhood. She was so scared, she turned pure white in color, like a sheet, she went into shock--I
don't remember how many other kids were there, but I know I walked home with a bloody nose and it really hurt. My Vietnamese friend made it home, and I
don't know what happened at the parent level, but this all stopped quickly.
How can anyone blame the parent of that kid? Hmm? Obviously, his father was there and was doing his job--lets really sort that one out here. Can anyone here place their ass in a situation like that of the parent or the child? I
didn't think so. If you can, I am thinking of you.
I tend to think the father was dealing with his own justifiable issues; and the son had to deal with that--he tried to fix it, but it was the wrong way. Something has changed in society and that is a really good thing. But, me on the
other hand was more concerned with the girl who was now stuck in a place that may or not have accepted her. She was the one who was in a more scary place--from one to another. Both, before and after.
Right now, those persons who are in Iraq--do not need the people in the USA causing them trouble, and damn it, when they get back, no trouble there either.
If there is any gripe; on the paper pushers--that is justifiable. But I am beginning to wonder if they are working on these old issues throughout this current war.
It is really weird and difficult to have seen some son-of-a-bitch try and screw with persons who are either vets or active military--the difference doesn't matter--and that really got close to me looking for a bloody nose again. Also have an Uncle who was in Vietnam. I saw this, and I dealt with it at the age of 5--the at home social issues. And I am telling you right now, it will not happen again. I wondered at the time if there were vets trying to play this out themselves. Just how would that look today? Maybe somehow, something is actually happening in this war that only the middle generation sees. I do not have that answer.
What if there are Iraqi orphans, will the people here adopt them?
What if Iraq can somehow establish true Democracy, and take care of themselves--is that better?
What seems more likely though; is that all the questions of my parent's generation are still the same--just what the hell are we doing? I think once those questions are answered, then the confusion stops. At the same time, I see something happening that is not familiar--and it looks like some of the issues have already been addressed.
I am all ears; but in the mean time, do not screw with people who are ours.
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