Burnt State
Paranormal Adept
First off manxman, you have I understand my perspective is a Canadian one. My deeper views on why young people join the military is formed out of teaching kids for about twenty years, and I always make a point to spend time in dialogue with youth who choose either police or military service as their career choice. The other piece that has deeply informed my views is a lot of time spent interviewing WWI and WWII vets during Remembrance Day ceremonies at my school and my German/Polish family background that WWII tore through.burnt.
protect?, from who?, last time any country attacked the USA 60/70 years ago, you nuked them for their trouble, they bombed pearl harbour 3/4k dead, you nuked em, 250,000 dead, and another million over the next decade.
soldiers dont join the american army to protect america, thats an insult to even a grunts intellegence, they join for a miriad of reasons, to kill, to belong, to earn, and many more reasons, protect america, thats a goodun that, protect america who from?.
I'm not making any grand sweeping statements about all soldiers or the military complex as a whole, but an argument for individual choices and cirumstances as i understand them. I'm a staunch anti-violence proponent and see war as wasteful in general. However, when you stand outside a critical analysis of war there can be found these individual stories.
I've heard hard stories from 80 and 90 year old vets, who through tears talk about protecting people in towns they never even heard of before they got on board to go overseas. Were they convinced by propaganda beore signing on - perhaps. I've also heard teenagers tell me with conviction that they see their role in society is to protect others, and if that means dying for strangers so be it. These teens lack wisdom and experience and so I forgive what I might pre-judge as their naïveté. But, in the grand scheme of things I don't think about the net effect, or who profited, not that this isn't important. I tend to see individual stories, indvidual pain and suffering, and I've never met a happy vet, only sad ones, who must make their own stories, choices and losses add up to something. Who am I, who has never fired a gun in his life and don't intend to, to take their personal truth away from them? Just my point of view.
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