When I think about Memorial Day, I think of all the VietNam era vets. The Draftees, the “Volunteers” (who sought to pick as opposed to the draft), and the Escapees. Escapees sort into two categories. Those that went “underground” and those that fled to (mostly) Canada.
My best friend in High School went underground when I volunteered. Naturally, we lost contact. He had to hide and I couldn’t afford to be seen with him. He died in an auto accident and I didn’t find out about it until years later.
And, all I can as is “why”.
The politicians and bureaucrats should burn in Hell for a long time for what they did to this country.
Hence, as a little L libertarian, I’d adopt George Washington’s foreign policy and Ron Paul’s tactic for bring the boys and girls home (i.e., jump on the first thing smoking heading home). And, to ensure it never changes, I’d take Heinlein’s idea to make it so only vets can vote and you’d have to be a vet to run for any elective office. Then, we’d have peace.
Donna Nobis Pacem!
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