Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Why Support the Troops?

You stay up for 16 hours. He stays up for days on end.

You take a warm shower to help you wake up. He goes days or weeks without running water.

You complain of a "headache," and call in sick. He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.

You put on your anti-war T shirt, and meet up with your friends. He fights for your right to wear that shirt.

You make sure your cell phone is in your pocket. He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.

You talk trash about your "buddies" who aren't with you. He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.

You complain about how hot it is. He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. He doesn't get to eat today.

Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.

You're angry because your class ran five minutes over. He's told he will be held over an extra two months.

You go to the mall and get your hair styled. He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight. He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday. He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.

You roll your eyes as a baby cries. He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything. He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people, and remembers why he is fighting.

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him. He hears gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.

You see only what the media wants you to see. He sees the broken bodies lying around him.

You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't. He does exactly what he is told even if threatens his life.

You stay at home and watch TV. He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable. He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.

1 comment:

  1. Meanwhile, Major Stephen Coughlin has, as Sun Tzu wrote in The Art of War, gotten to "know thy enemy", the one our boys are fighting, and of course Mr. Islam, the "key aide" to Deputy Secretary of Defense Gordon England, wants Major Coughlin's findings buried and unknown. Some excerpts are in the American Thinker article here:

    And that story has a link to the entire 333-page report, which leads here:

    (Prepare to feel outraged and forevermore uncompromising with our enemy if you read the full PDF.)


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