Why Was I so Offended?

A short time ago, a post was put on this blog that spoke on Trump’s abuse of one of our treasures, Arlington Cemetery. I was mad, and my words were less than professional. I am sorry if I came across rude to other readers, crude, immature. I was mad, and that seemed to loosen the controls on my mouth and typing fingers.

I recently shared my – reaction – to that post with an older friend who shook her finger at my crass language. This song, I hope, helps underscore the good reasons for bad words.

Each of the soldiers resting on that field gave it all. They didn’t give it for the republicans, the Democrats, the rich or the poor. They gave it all for each and every one of us, despite our politics, despite our religion, despite our orientation or the color of our skin. Those people fought and died for me and you, and they deserve their rest. Those soldiers ALL deserve our respect, our honor, and the VERY least we can do is to not ask them to be another pawn in another war!

Thank you.

Hugs. Randy

3 thoughts on “Why Was I so Offended?

  1. It is, ATROCIOUS, that Trump, who is running for president, showed a complete, LACK of respect, for all the servicepeople who gave their lives, so the people of the United States can, live free, and, there are still, faithful followers of, Trump, who is, completely, lacking in respect in everything that Uncle Sam stands, for.

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  2. Hi Randy. Thank you so much for posting this and the words you wrote. I know a lot of us felt outrage at what tRump and his people did. The disrespect it showed for that place and the people there. I served in two branches of the military and I am proud of that. I would have made it a career but I was in a unit that I could be pretty open about being gay and we got a new commander who … was traditional. He made it clear that I could leave the service when my contract was up or he would have me discharged for being homosexual. If it was today I wouldn’t have had to leave. When people separate from the service it is hard. The lower enlisted live, eat, sleep, do things like living your life with your fellow service people. They become your family. It was a family I never had growing up.

    I served in peace time and that was because of those in that cemetery who gave their all to make that peace. Also the veterans even a few remaining WW2 vets I met while getting treatment. I did come under active live fire while servicing in Berlin, I was glad my training and my former boyfriend E7 was sitting in the passenger seat there to guide me to save not only my life but all the people I was driving in the van.

    I love the song and the feeling behind it. I admit I cried. But then I am raw today as we talked about on the phone earlier. Brother when you post, when you write you do so from the heart and it is grand, wonderful, and powerful. Keep them coming as you feel up to it and have the time. Hugs. Scottie

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