Supporting the troops
Via Atrios:
I spent last weekend at a Silver Springs, Md., hotel near Walter Reed Army Medical Center. There, on Sunday morning, I helped a young wife wheel her legless husband into the elevator, then the dining room. He dandled a pretty 2-year-old on what remained of his lap. Another tiny beauty clutched the wheelchair, trying to help.
As we entered the dining room, we saw 10 or 12 cheery young men and women about to be seated. When the amputee rolled into view, he waved to the group. Only one of the group waved back. Another gave the vet a thumbs-up gesture. Strangely, all the others looked away or fumbled with napkins, newspapers and chairs.
Eavesdropping on them during the meal, I think that I discovered why so many of them seemed ill at ease. They were members of a conservative college student group, and the subject of their breakfast meeting was how to improve their campus recruitment activities.
posted by Anonymous @ 8/05/2005 12:04:00 PM
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6 Comments:
this is exactly what to expect from these pussies good progressives would go up to that man and either apologize for the facist war or make sure he isnt a baby killer first
Of course our limbless veterans should have the good taste to stay home and not upset the Children of the Light. How can you enjoy a plate of slaughtered lamb with a garish reminder of the Struggle Against Terror Extremism War staring back at you? It's downright creepy.
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no they should keep coming out into public and we can put t-shirts on them that say you yellow motherfuckers blew my legs off with your illegal war
They collected the crippled, the wounded, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled in to Circular Key
And I looked at the place where my legs used to be
I thanked christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played waltzing matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
And turned all their faces away
From "And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda"
John Mcdermott
Complete lyrics here.
I sang this song at a UU Church in the early 1980's and it has stuck with me ever since. Sometimes the emotions harbored in this folksy lament climb their way out and bring me to grief itself.
Stop the war. Stop the chickenhawks.
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tshirts is a great idea
"your vote blew off my legs, next time stay the fuck home"
an election isnt going to fucking make a difference there was an election last year and the republicans stole it even though the alternative was a war criminal and there was an election in ohio that went the same way
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