The Color of Ignorance

Note: I realize that this is a fairly partisan post, but it is on Blog America because it has to do with a great American holiday, and the degeneration it might be facing.

This post also appears on the blogs But I Can Hear You and Warzone! Editorials.

As everybody should know, today is Veteran's Day, where we honor the courageous men and women of the armed services, unless you're a liberal in Waterville, Maine, in which case Veterans Day is a time to dishonor the memories of the dead and use it to your political gain. An anti-war group called Waterville Areas Bridges for Peace and Justice (who obviously don't live up to the justice part since anti-war meant keeping Saddam in power) planted 2,000 white flags in the ground at a cemetery filled with war dead. While white is the color of peace, a white flag also means surrender. Outraged, and rightfully so, 10 members of the VFW began to remove flags, refusing to have flags of surrender displayed on Veteran's Day. Now comes the really sick part. Five of them were arrested for "trespassing." Wayne Elkins, commander of the VFW said, "They desecrated our veterans' grounds. If they want to protest, let them protest. We don't mind. But to desecrate hallowed ground is wrong." He is absolutely right. To go into a soldiers' resting place to plant flags of surrender (they were meant to be peace but it really equates to the same thing) is about the most disgusting thing I have ever heard of a war protester do, and I've heard some pretty sick things.

I don't know which sickens me more, the arrogance, or the speaking for of the dead. Those anti-war protesters had some nerve sticking a flag for a soldier who might have been happy to lay down his life for his country. Especially the white flag of surrender. Maybe you liberals who want to bring the troops home would surrender to terrorist cowards, but as for me I will always support freedom and justice.

This is how we celebrate Vetren's Day now? By speaking for those that can no longer speak, all so that THEY, the anti-war idiots, can? Those 2,000 soldiers didn't die for this. Neither did the veterans we're supposed to be honoring. Next time they may want to actually HONOR a veteran, not make a mockery of what he stood for.

Links: Seattle Post Intellegencer

In Honor of All Military Personnel and Their Families on Veteran's Day

This post has also been posted at www.letourvoicesbeheard.blogspot.com)

This is a picture of our Flag which flies all year round, but of course we changed it out in honor of Veteran's Day. Texas winds begin to tear up flags pretty fast here.

I'm dedicating this post to all the good men and women who have fought for our country over the years, and especially to honor my husband for his service in Vietnam. I also dedicate this post to all the families of the men and women who serve this great nation in times of war.

Not only is it not easy to leave your loved ones and go overseas to fight and possibly come home mangled, but risk not coming home at all; it is just as hard in it's own way for the people left behind to wait, wonder and worry.

My own experience with this not happy event took place in 1970. Driving my husband to catch a bus to Presidio of San Francisco was pure hell and that's an understatement. Not bawling or begging him not to go (like he would have had a choice) was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do... well, almost. I was left with three children who wouldn't see their dad for quite some time and for the first time the MSM were televising a war live so you didn't know if you were going to watch your loved one die in front of your very eyes on national TV or not. It got to where I couldn't watch the news. Each time his letters were late I couldn't eat or sleep. Any time I saw a military car pass through my neighborhood I wondered if it was coming to see me with the dreaded news. That awful year dragged on forever.

Military families didn't enjoy the support they have now. And even with the support that they do enjoy, it doesn't diminish the anguish they go through worrying and waiting, hoping and praying that husband or wife, mommy or daddy, sister or brother or friend will come home alive and in one piece. So I think Veteran's Day should also be a day to remember and be thankful to the loved ones of the servicemen who sacrifice so very much of themselves in order for this country to remain free and the greatest nation in the entire history of the world.

So to all service men and women everywhere, not only overseas but here at home too because they could be called into action at any time, to all our veterans and to every loved one who has had to worry and wait, and especially to those whose loved one will never come home, I thank you. It's not sufficient for the sacrifice you have made or are making and it never will be. But it is all I know how to do.

And to God I say thank you for bringing my husband safely home. I know that I am one of the lucky ones!