Sad

The full article from which below quotes from a US military serviceman were taken can be read here:

I saw over 30 of the men I had to keep safe die, and over 100 get wounded and not come back. We were attacked at least 20 times [and] were losing at least five men a day to injuries and there was at least one of our unit killed every twenty four hours.

I had one guy tell me all he wanted was to see his little daughter; she was born three days after the war started. He died in the sand holding my hand and crying because his daughter would never know him. Tell me that's fucking right.

Where was George Bush when this kid was gasping for air and spitting his blood on foreign soil? That asshole went AWOL and never showed up for duty and then he has the nerve to take us into two different wars that will be going on for years.

That nice huge cut they made to Veterans Benefits ... now I cannot get PTSD counseling or many medical benefits I used to take for granted. I knew I would have the benefits because I was laying my life down for my country. What happens when someone like me has been through enormous battle stress and combat fatigue and then comes home to no counseling? I'll tell you what is going to happen, he will either kill himself or take a bunch of people with him.

I can tell you I will never forget the screams of the wounded or orphaned kids, or the wailing of the parents who lost their kids. The Iraqis and most Muslims have a very vocal way of mourning the dead by lamenting and wailing for the dead. There is no mistaking a mother or father crying out in pain for the loss of a child. Sometimes after a bombing raid or an artillery attack you could hear hundreds of people wiling and weeping.

Let me tell you about the cluster bomb raid we saw wipe out a whole bunch of little kids. It looked like they had already lost their parents and were trying to salvage food from a destroyed Iraqi convoy by the side of the road we were on. We could see the body parts flying up into the air after the bombs hit. It was terrible and we could not do a damn thing but watch it happen and scream into the radio at the dumb shit pilot that was dropping the bombs. All we found was bits and pieces of little kids and here and there an arm or leg you could still identify.

It's just like Nam was in the beginning. I was twelve when my dad got back and I'll never forget the pain and agony he lived with the rest of his life. If I could I would go back in the past a few months, I would go AWOL or turn conscientious objector on them, but it's too late for that now. Wake up America! Your sons and daughters are dying for nothing! This war is not about freedom or stopping terrorism. Bring us home now! We are dying for oil and corporate greed!

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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