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sister recently sent a link to a beautiful
website honoring an Iraq War Hero. It was
beautiful and the outcome was the way we like to
see. The Marine was awarded the Navy Cross, the
second highest award for combat bravery the
United States can bestow. I don't know how
he could have done anymore - he should have been
awarded the HIGHEST medal of honor. Those of us
who were born before 1950 seem to have a stronger
spirit of patriotism than our juniors. Perhaps
it's because we cut our teeth on heroes from
Hollywood? We were taught that the good guy was
always the winner - our heroes loved
righteousness - God - country - his horse - dog -
hardly ever kissed the girl, he only died for
her.
Because
of high-tech media reporting we are often
allerted to the bravery of our troops on the
battlefront. Yesteryear we relied more on the
printed reports which many times were lost in the
shuffle.
I
want to tell you about heroes you see everyday
and look the other way. I see them everytime I
report to the VA hospital for treatment. They are
usually alone - most have a distant look in their
eye. Many have ponytails and beards. Some are in
wheelchairs, some obviously have alcohol and/or
drug problems. They are dying off fast!
In
years to come the Iraq/Afghan Vet will look a lot
more like them... the Vietnam Vet..... Unlike the
Vietnam Vet, the Vets of today are honored. Time
will do away with that - people forget. As they
age and the burden these men and women are
carrying with them - which is burned into their
brains will begin to surface as mental problems
and they will. Many will learn to lean on
chemicals, drugs, alchohol, "crutches"
to help them get through. They will not be able
to explain their feelings. It would be like a
person trying to explain to a blind person how
the color 'blue' looks. Something happens...
nobody talks about it. Nobody knows how.
Right
now all the hoopla and popularity of the wars in
Afghanistan and Iraq are promoted by the Bush
administration. While this "war
president" cuts benefits he glorifies the
war... SICK... All of the publicity and reporting
by major news networks keeps us all aglow and
distracted from the reality of the long term
effects of war on our Vets.
There
was NEVER any hoopla or popularity for the
Vietnam Vet. That soldier of yesteryear was spat
upon and called a baby killer. Thanks to people
like "Hanoi" Jane Fonda - the
"born-again" Christian who is kissing
up now! Kiss-kiss Hanoi Jane! Many of us will
never forget your real nature.
When
I visit with a Vietnam Vet I always thank him for
what he did. Many people won't even give them the
time of day, much less THANK HIM! What the hell
goes on here? Are they stupid, dumb or ashamed of
their cowardly position during the Vietnam era
that they are in denial? The war was declared and
supervised by a bunch of dumb bastards in
Washington for all the wrong reasons but it does
not take away from the heroic men who fought and
died, became handicapped or just living out a
quite, bottled-up hell.
Some
of the Vets carry it well! They are successful
and well-groomed. Support, education, money,
amount of trauma they endured, how they are made
and many other things determine how these
forgotten warriors developed after the fact.
The
stories these guys can tell would make you want
to puke! Therefore they don't tell them - there's
nobody to whom they can tell.
The
foot soldier who served in Vietnam won't talk
about the blood in his underwear or socks. Blood
from bleeding rashes brought about by sweat,
filth and lack of clean clothes. These guys used
toothpaste to help the rash problem! TOOTHPASTE!
That's all they had. No miracle drugs - just
toothpaste, insect repellent and any kind of drug
they could get their hands on to erase reality
and get through the night. They didn't have cell
phones - they relied on the mail! Sometimes
family members were already dead and buried
before they knew it. The insects may have been a
blessing in disguise... the bloodsucking little
tormentors from hell made it a little easier to
face the angel of death... the bastard from hell
that lurked behind every bush and in (virtually)
every civilian of Vietnamese blood. The American
could seldom identify the enemy! Soon, all of
them looked like the enemy! The Vietnamese
civilians who were not working with the VC could be! How the
hell are you supposed to know the difference?
"Kill'em all and let God sort'em out"
was not an entirely bad idea... given the
conditions.
I
hope Hanoi Jane finds her perfect, idealogical
war in her afterlife! May God forgive me but I
have to say it... No... I won't say it... I'll
just say, "Hanoi Jane, is a traitor who
favored the side that would cut her throat in a
heartbeat!" Henry Fonda - I'm sorry for you
that you were the sperm donor of that trash.
Most
of these guys were teenagers! Now they are 50 -
60 - 70 years old and they still aren't honored
as America's Best! These unsung heroes need to be
acknowledged before the few who remain die.
I
was in the USAF, my job title is more accurately
referred to by the Air Force Specialty Code
(AFSC) Aircraft and Missle
Electrical Systems Specialist.
I was "support." I fixed the aircraft
with which the "warriors" used to kill
the enemy. Eighty percent of our military is in
"support" one field or another - only
about 20% of our military are combat troops.
Pilot,
Artilleryman, Rifleman, Sniper, Grunt, just a few
of the job descriptions and titles that come to
mind. Too many specialists to give credit here...
there are jobs that are specialized, rare and do
not readily come to mind... For instance, I have
one good friend who would lie camouflaged,
quietly for hours, kill "Charlie" ...
take him back to base where they
would open his stomach to see what he had been
eating... in this way they could get a picture
and some insight on who was harboring our
enemy... What job title do you give that good
man? I just call him my friend and I tell him
"THANKS!" I never fail to call him on
Veteran's Day and say THANKS! Mr. Bush's policies
have been responsible for his medical benefits
being cut! No more dental! Give me a break!!! At
age 60 he has been diagnosed with that
psychological disorder... Post Traumatic Stress
Syndrome. He's carried it well and has carried it
all of his life since Vietnam. Mr. Bush may one
day be diagnosed... of what? Cowardice?
As
of late, the elite Navy Seals are getting a lot
of well deserved attention! Very few GOOD MEN can
make the grade! Thanks men! Our country owes all
of you more than words can express.
Nevertheless... think back when the chips were
down and you just had to call in air support...
remember, there was an electrician, a mechanic,
an instrument man... lots of men behind the scene
who kept those flying vipers and killing machines
razor sharp and ready to bail out your fearless,
(red-white & blue) butts! Behind the stick of
that screaming, fire-spitting "eagle"
that streaked in at "tree top" was a
pilot! Pilots will always be near the peak of my
admiration! Perhaps it's because I (almost)
understand what it takes to perform their combat
mission... the technical flying skills that come
second nature while they concentrated on dropping
deadly ordinance with pinpoint accuracy... right
on top of "Charlie" or an enemy by any
other name. Damn! Don't it make you proud? That's
our American Fighting Man coming to the aid of
his brothers, more American Fighting Men! They all did it well
and they live in our hearts for as long we have a
heartbeat.
Back
to today's grim reality...
When
you see a Vietnam Vet, try to guess what skills,
grit and bravery he contributed. How much of
himself did he leave on foreign soil that he
can't or won't talk about! Now look at him
again... how much do you owe him? Is Mr. Bush's
policy serving him as well as that Vet served Mr.
Johnson or Mr. Nixon??? HELL NO! TELL MR. BUSH TO
PAY UP! YOU OWE THAT VET TONS! He fulfilled his
part of the contract - now it's time for Congress
and Mr. Bush to live up to their part of the
contract! It's not his fault that the charlatans
who brought on the war were cowards and
chickenshits - the American Fighting Man did his
part with valor and honor!
Vietnam
was - for the most part - a covert operation in
the early years. They quietly rotated guys out of
my station (definition of
"station" - too small to be a base) to man-up
the upcoming war. Some went to train the South
Vietnamese, some went TDY (temporary duty
assignment) some went for a full tour. American
citizens were not even aware for many years as to
what was going on, it was a well kept secret.
Cambodia was a common point of deployment in the
early years - a good place to send a TDY Airman
to help the South Vietnamese learn how to
organize and fight the insurgents. Many of our
guys were there as instructers / teachers. Some
in technical areas, some in combat training.
Our
mission was known as 'Counter Insurgency' - the
more elite and highly trained were accomplished
Air Commandos - the USAF equivalent to the Army
Green Beret. No fancy names, no fancy titles,
just a well camouflaged, covert support. In the
early going we were led to believe that we could
teach the South Vietnamese how to war against the
Insurgents - Viet Cong (VC).
There
are those of us who have seen it. I have tried
every way I know to awaken people to these
truths. Some of you may remember my e-mail
messages to you a year or more back... (2003) I
told you this (IRAQ) was another Vietnam in the
making. I have lost many friends over this Iraq
war which was for money, power and Mr. Bush's
desire to be known as a "WAR
PRESIDENT." Now that's the best joke I've
heard in years... An AWOL, Texas National Guard
pilot whose rich, powerful daddy pulled strings
and conveniently lost his military records. PHEW!
STINKS LIKE HELL!
Makes
no difference if the crooks and chickenshits who
start these wars do it for money and power, the
Vets who served are brave, beautiful and what
made America the HOME OF THE BRAVE.
One
day on the golf course I had a hard time
remaining civil when a man in our group made the
statement, "Those damned Vietnam Vets think
we owe them everything." I came real close
to introducing him to the business end of my 5
iron - which I had in hand. I nicknamed him
"LUCKY" and to this day he doesn't know
why.
Think
about it,
Darryl
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