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First I would like to give kudos to Jessica Lynch for being among the first to support the scholarship made in this young recruit's memory.
Now to explain what I meant in the heading: I've been in the military for better than 20 years, and I recall being the young, gung-ho ate up type that you would believe was your typical recruit material, and for a while I was: I would tear up at any mention of flag and country and knew all the words to "God Bless the USA" by Lee Greenwood.
The physical demands for me weren't all that great: I was still young, had been involved in sports during my high school and early college years, and really it was more trying to get past the psychological aspects. But I stuck it out and became a full-fledged member of the military.
And then reality kicked in. The longer I stayed in the military, the more I saw and experienced. Soon I started getting less misty eyed whenever I saw "Old Glory," and realized that it was nothing more than a piece of cloth utilized either as a symbol for what America stands for, or more commonly as some kind of club to beat people over the head to keep them from questioning authority. More and more I began to see the military as an extension of that club, and heaven forbid you should ever have a contrary opinion to those of your "superiors."
In the last 19 years, I have grown tired of the bullshit that the military has come to represent. Many have asked me why I stayed in, if I disliked it so: if not for love of God, flag, and apple pie, then why? The answer is shamefully easy: I was more afraid of the uncertainties of the outside world, having gone into the military originally because Ronnie Raygun's America was not what you would call a boon for job seekers. That fear kept me in, until now, some 20+ years later, I am ready to retire.
I have done my job honorably, and deep down I knew that if it ever came to pass that I would be willing to lay down my life in defense of my family and friends, but that is not what the military is anymore. We have become an extension of the neocons' greed and lust for power, and I no longer have it in me to keep up this facade that we are simply "protecting America" by pre-emptively invading countries that posed no real threat to us, now or anytime in the conceivable future.
I cannot imagine the tortured feelings of this young recruit's family, especially after the letters. That he discovered rapidly what it took me years to realize is one thing, but to know that the realization still came too late for him is something else entirely.
Deep down I hope they hang the Marine bastards that felt the need to push this poor kid beyond his endurance, all for the sake of promoting and encouraging the "rough and tough" image of the Corps.
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