It’s Veterans’ Day and I am going to utilize my constitutional right to voice my opinions. Although every American has such a privilege, I’ve certainly earned mine. Yep, I’ve turned into one of those “old crusty guys” and my uniform hangs in a closet. I’m one that places my hand over my heart standing at attention (if not saluting) when our flag passes in a parade or during the National Anthem. Today you may see many like me wearing hats adorned with ribbons and badges that to most, have no meaning.
Every Veterans’ Day I get a bit reflective and at the same time, I think about the blessing of belonging to the best fraternity in the world; people that would give their life for others. See, when we take the oath of office, we swear that we will protect and defend…everyone! I still keep that oath and I swear, I would still fight today. In fact while writing this, I get a serious case of whoop-ass.
I have been in harm’s way and witnessed the only form of the perfect society. Muslims, Jews, Baptists, Catholics, Blacks, Whites, Asians, Hispanics, Men, Women, and yes I’m sure a few Homosexuals prayed together because we knew we could die together. We were willing to die for something bigger than ourselves: a common purpose.
Our nation just completed an election, and many think it was seriously contentious. Yeah, it was a bit rough, but there were times in our history we were literally battling on our own soil, even against each other. The Facebook and Twitter cowboy bravado was hilarious because it was like watching a pillow fight at a junior high girls’ sleepover. I am actually enjoying the aftermath of watching the crying and sore losers. College students are allowed to miss class to grieve the election results and protesters take to the streets because the outcome didn’t go their way, bless their little fragile cupcake hearts.
Yes it turns my stomach, but I know it was us Veterans that gave them the freedom to display their selfish and myopic behavior. I can assure you that the men and women serving all over the world got up Wednesday morning, put their uniforms on, and did their assigned duties. Why? Because they perform their duties for something greater than themselves: our democracy. In fact, they provide the freedom for the “I didn’t get a trophy” college weaklings, the naerdowell protesters, and the knee-bending attention-seekers.
Today is our day. The 11th day of the 11th month that honors the men and women that offered to give their life for our way of life. I have generations of family (including my son) that served and hundreds of people I served alongside for the same principles. There are few like us and my salute to all.
For everyone else, just for today, if you don’t like the way things turned out, keep your pie-hole shut unless you thank those that gave an oath for your privilege to vote. From the Command Post (West) and ready to kick ass to someone that disagrees with me today, Cheers Y’all. #thefuneralcommander