The War

"He missed an adversary that built such amazing STUFF."


That's competition.

It's a curious thing that competition can drive commies collectively, but they won't accept it individually....cowards.

I hope things are going well, my friend.

Y'know, part of being a boy is loving guns and stuff. Young boys do it as part of their nature. There have been experiments in which young boys were deprived of toys like guns and trucks -- they'd turn a banana into a gun, a shoebox into a truck, and a Barbie into GI Joe. That's just the nature of the beast.

Further, there are lots of vets who don't get the weeps over their wartime experiences. I'm always leery of TV shows showing vets weeping about the killing they did in their war; I'm suspicious of their agenda. Paul Tibbets was more of my experience: Yeah, I did it, it was right, and I'm not sorry at all.

That's my own feeling about my conduct in my war, too. Screw the enemy. They were trying to kill me, but I got 'em first. Good for me, tough s**t for them.

Even when I have nightmares, they're never ones of regret. I'm not "haunted" by the faces of the dead. I always thought that was pure BS.

Glad to have you home, for however long it lasts! But why would you leave the beautiful Gate City for Indy? And you probably missed out on the whole Greensboro PD/David Wray mess, too!

As for the post, I have never been in combat but I am somewhat interested in weapons; there is nothing at all wrong or unnatural about your fascination. Hey, to each his own.

As for the "weeping vet", I have met some WW2 vets who do not have that type of feeling about the war and their actions, but I can see how some could. When you are in the heat of a battle, the enemy is nameless and faceless; an obstacle to your survival. But when you reflect on them, if you come to realize that they were like you, fighting for a cause like you, and trying to surviv like you...that type of emotion and haunting feeling is very well understood.

Glad to see you back.

Good article. I never served in a war being a woman, but my brother served in Vietnam and he always said "it was either them or me". He never expressed any regrets and I don't think he has any.

I suppose it must be extremely difficult emotionally for anyone.

I have seen a lot of WWII vets cry over their fallen buddies but I never saw one cry over killing the enemy.

Interesting article.

We've missed you Ana Marie. Great post, profound sense of man's inhumanity to man. Keep 'em coming old friend.

To you and yours this holiday season my dear. May your house be warm and filled with love, and may you return soon to the welcoming cadre of friends here that miss you.