Make war, not stupidity
November 11, 2001 ~ 3:32 p.m.
I warn you, I'm in a bad mood.
On this, the two-month anniversary of the terrorist attacks on New York and Washington, I should be thinking about the strength of the nation, of our courageous�though, admittedly, not always well-spoken�president standing up to the world (all due credit also goes to British prime minister Tony Blair, who has been no less brave), and about the West's resolve to live democratically without fear.
Instead, what am I thinking of? Those who would weaken that resolve to live in safety, those who would sit by and watch the further destruction that the terrorists would surely commit. Yes, I'm talking about the peaceniks.
According to them, this war is wrong because it isn't politically correct. It hardly matters that we are very concerned about the plight of innocent Afghans� and we are �we are still in the wrong. Carefully targetted attacks combined with food deliveries to the refugee camps should prove that we can distinguish the enemy from the citizenry of Afghanistan. But, no, the bloody "make love, not war" types can't see that. To them, all this war is about is typical American imperialism.
Hey guys and gals, go smoke some more weed and see if you can't come up with a better excuse for opposing this war. Oh, sorry, I'm cruelly misleading you: There is no better excuse.
Let's not drag ourselves into another Vietnam, they say. OK, kiddies, repeat along with me: "hell no, we won't go!" Sound familiar? It is because we wouldn't support our troops that we lost. Pure and simple. Peaceniks tore up college campuses, burned most major cities to the ground, and through their subversive anti-war activities, crippled our government's ability to conduct the war. American soldiers lost the heart, began to question even their own involvement. By the time we invaded Cambodia, there was no question the effort was lost. The military didn't have the strength to fight anymore, due in part to a crippled and shaken government which was too busy trying to control the war on our own streets at the time.
And what thanks did our soldiers receive? Catcalls and spit and shouts of "baby killers."
The year American involvement in Vietnam ended (1973), the Supreme Court legalized abortion. Americans didn't want baby killing in the rice paddies, but apparently that was OK in surgery theaters across the fruited plain.
Make love, not war? Sure, let's not worry about the possible by-product of that "love." A trip to the doctor will take care of that.
Our very freedom and safety is being threatened and these people are still at it. Amazing. How can anyone look at the poor souls trapped in the burning WTC buildings, before they crumbled to the ground, and take this position? Appparently, it's not only babies we're content to let die these days.
OK, I'm going now, before I snatch a guitar from some peacenik's hands and smash it over their lame-brain head.
� M.E.M.
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