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crammed full of religion and patriotism. I have a sister (55), I'm a year younger (54) and my brother was born 17 years after I was. We were children of Republican parents, God fearing, gun toting moralists who except for myself, gave up thinking for themselves years ago. The main difference in the way we turned out? Viet Nam. My sister certainly wasn't going, but I was of prime draft age and after I lost my student deferment I received the "LETTER" from the Selective Service. The mood abruptly changed around the house when my parents and sister came to the realization that I could be shipped off to some foreign land to shoot at people and be shot at with the intention of doing grievous bodily harm. All of the sudden my parents were ready to send me to Canada to avoid the draft. That was back in the late 60's. I lucked out and failed my draft physical, but my mind had been changed forever. I would never again blindly trust or follow my government or religion again. My family reverted back to their Republican ways, not having learned a thing. 17 years later my brother was born, and not wanting to make the same mistakes that had produced a free thinking, ever questioning soul as myself, made damn sure that they indoctrinated my brother with all the hate and vitriol that they could pollute his young mind with. He remains a staunch Republican to this day. My sister........she's relinquished all thought capacity to the media cartel, she thinks what they want her to think. She's always been intellectually lazy. I'm the only one in the family that seems to have the ability for free thought, although my mother seems to be coming around a little. She's been a lifelong Republican and absolutely HATES Bush. I like to think I can take credit for her 'conversion'. Since my VERY Republican Dad died, she's taken to thinking for herself (he always did all the thinking for both of them before). I was always the Black Sheep, the godless liberal who challenged the system, but they loved me all the same. I loved them too, even if I didn't agree with their beliefs. Hey, we're a family and families stick together. In closing, again the catalyst in the parting of ways was Viet Nam. My life was the only one in the family that would have been at risk in that travesty, so it profoundly changed me.
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