When I first read this I thought it was a joke piece, as I read it again I was sickened to realize it was real.
January 17th, 2006
When I first read this I thought it was a joke piece, as I read it again I was sickened to realize it was real. At first I was filled with rage and had to file the story away so I could deal with it after cooling down for a week or so. I dug it out of my e-mails and revisited it today but I was wrong, I am no less filled with rage now than I was on first reading this absolutely disgusting insult . I have stronger words in mind but I don’t want to sound like a maniac. Are we really supposed to laugh when our children come home and drink constantly to “stop the screaming children” in their head? Are we supposed to laugh when our children come home and ask us “when did it become a Christian value to sacrifice someone else’s children to fight our enemies” ? Are we supposed to waddle like a penguin when our children come home and ask us “how do I stop feeling like a coward for claiming to fight them over there so we don’t have to fight them here”? When is the appropriate time to laugh when your child tells you he saw his best friend killed because he had inadequate body armor, Spc. Adolfo C. Carballo a hero who never met his newborn daughter? I could go on but I can’t see through my tears .Please tell me when I should laugh! Michael Perkins
