Enter my rant. This is not a nice article. This is not a funny, cute article about zombie deer, or squirrels with enormous nuts. This is an down and out, set your flamethrower to kill, kiss my ass 'til my hat falls off rant. Be warned.
I am weary, weary of soldiers being portrayed in the media as the poor pathetic victims of an oppresive, money grubbing, oil loving government, headed by a pyschopathic commander in chief, hell bent on a religious war of destruction.
I am also sick to death of seeing soldiers place their butts on the line, doing an amazing job, taking fire only to be shot in the back by a liberal media that reverses the story of what occured, while the soldiers are demonized, and their story is overlooked, ignored, or can't be told because it would affect operational and intelligence security. My God, the enemy couldn't buy the propaganda that they are getting for free from sources like CNN, NPR, and major AMERICAN news associations.
I am proud of what I do. I don't always like it, but I am PROUD. I am no mindless drone, plucked up by the government, and set to kill, kill, kill in a bloody mindless frenzy against a buch of poor, peaceful, downtrodden women and children who were no doubt on their way to the mosque for a long prayer meeting.
I choose to do what I do. I'm M.I. and I help hunt down terrorists. Not the innocents that a liberal media would have you believe are killed every time we fire a weapon. Bad guys. Nasty, angry, twisted people, who deny any peace that their religion proclaims. Murderers. People who kill anyone, anyone, if it furthers their cause. Sometimes, shockingly enough, I don't even help kill people. Sometimes, I just help save lives, or make a foreign country a more decent, safer place to live.
I believe in what I do. What we, myself and my colleagues do. We are not merely pointed and released like a bullet from a gun. If I am deployed, it is because I chose to allow it. If I am stoplossed, bitch though I may, I put myself here, knowing exactly what I was doing, and why.
I believe that we are finally doing right in Iraq by this war. Who gives a shit whether Saddam Hussein actually had WMDs, or just intended to get them again eventually. This is a killer. A mass murderer. A tyrant. A man who let his people starve by the millions, and ruled his people by fear. Even many of the people fighting us in Iraq today are thankful that he's gone at last, even though they hate us so bitterly. I believe we did right, and I don't give a damn why we went, just that we went, and we are making a difference.
While I do appreciate the sacrifice of each casualty, I am amazed at what has been accomplished with so very little. A thousand deaths? Please. In our earlier wars, that would hardly make more than a skirmish. What about the literally millions of lives we have changed for the better? I would put my life on the line for that. And that is exactly what so many have done.
I beg you not to belittle the sacrifices they made, by making soldiers out to be the innocent, abused pawns in a larger power game by George W. and Big Brother. Ollie North was full of shit. It's not about merely following orders. We do it because we chose to. We don't fight for oil. We don't fight just because the presidents says so. We fight to help others, to protect our nation, and for our fellow soldiers. We fight, because we don't believe that freedom can be achieved without occasional renewal by blood. Our blood if necessary.
You may believe that peace is the best way to resolve conflict. I agree. That's why american soldiers place themselves in harms way, against violent men, so that you, and people around the world can have the peace, and the freedom necessary to criticize them indirectly by saying, "oh, you poor innocent things, how terrible that you have to serve in this obviously wrong war that you no doubt couldn't avoid." No more condecension, please. This is our army, all volunteer, our choice to be here.
Pissed off one time too many and going to bed,
Spc Nobody Special