Dyed in the Wool Mal-Content?

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SHIRLEY: "Dear sail 4..................I have read two of your posts, one describing the stupidity of those who feel fighting for their country is an honorable thing. To say that I totally disagreed with you on that one would be a classic understatement. Now this last one which
starts out singing the rights of the hermit ends with your negative opinion of law enforcement.

I better understand your first post now. Though it is not to say you may not have good reason, you are a dyed in the wool mal-content. I am sincerely sorry for you. You must be extremely lonely. Even receiving a message of disagreement beats the heck out of being
ignored completely."
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If applying a label allows you to "pigeon-hole" me, then go ahead -- but I assure you I won't be staying in that crappy little box for long. I'd rather be "a dyed in the wool mal-content" any day than someone who simply accepts the status quo and trots around cheerleading, "Go Team!" I find MUCH of what is going on right now with our government, THEIR war, our police state, etc. to be completely UNacceptable and I will use any platform I can to say, "I'm mad as hell -- and I'm NOT going to take it anymore!" If that makes me a mal-content, then I wear the distinction with pride.
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There is no reason to feel sorry for me but I feel sorry-ER for anyone who thinks it somehow UNpatriotic or wrong to question their government which knowingly sends YOUR children off to die for no good reason that will stand up to the light of truth. If you want your children and their children -- born or not born yet -- to die for honor, then by all means . . . simply drive them to your nearest recruitment center and hand 'em over. Uncle Sam will have his way with them and there's a 50/50 chance they'll actually come home alive someday -- though they may be a little screwed up in the head for a while -- like forever. If you're not so lucky, they'll come home in a box or maybe not at all -- ever. But shouldn't we all be willing to pay any price for "honor"? Surely we can keep pumpin' 'em out faster than Uncle Sam can get 'em killed, don't ya' think?
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I'm far from lonely; rarely ignored and -- for what it's worth -- I've had several positive comments on those two posts and yours is the only negative one so far. Does that say more about what I've written/posted or more about you? My opinions regarding the military, and my empathy with those who challenge the system in good faith and lose for no good reason, and my "negative opinion of law enforcement" are based on personal life experiences combined with similar experiences involving my family and friends. Those bastards shot and killed my grandfather's brother in the doorway of his trailer in Pasadena, CA. The LAPD cuffed my Dad (middle-aged, white and 240 lbs.) and jerked him backwards repeatedly until he passed out. Then they let him drop which cracked his head on the blacktop. (Among themselves, this little procedure is known as a "pop and drop.") One-on-one, he could've pounded either one of these creeps into salt. As a result, he spent the rest of his short life with a visceral FEAR of police. The esteemed civil servants here in good ole' small-town Boise, ID shot my good friend's unarmed 18-year-old son in the head at point-blank range and killed him instantly. (Apparently spinning your tires on Main St. carries heavier consequences these days.) (We went through a "phase" here in Boise where our mortality rate at the hands of the police was higher than LA or Chicago. The citizens got "up in arms" and threatened to fire all the bastards and -- suddenly -- and for a few years now, we've had hardly any of those so-called "righteous kills." I guess all the bad guys got the word and go someplace else now.) Yeah, I've got a few "issues" with the policia and I won't be getting over them any time soon. (Nonetheless, I give them every opportunity to be decent and a few times they've actually surprised me by being something more than nazi goons.) I was in the USAFSS for four years as a Vietnamese linguist from '71 to '75 -- I listened to the impassioned pleas of local women and children begging for a ride from their American "friends" as Saigon fell in the spring of '75 and we left 'em all standing there crying in disbelief to fend for themselves against almost certain death after YEARS of us promising them we would never do such a DIShonorable thing. So I think I'm entitled to make a few observations based on that experience. And, yes, I think it's pretty shitty when eight heavily-armed officers of the law have nothing better to do than roust out some poor soul who's been living in one place for ten years on $30 a month and harming no one. If you don't think any of that stuff is a little crummy, then I suggest we should all be feeling sorry for YOU.
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Nonetheless, you're just as entitled to your opinions as I'm entitled to mine and I thank you for yours -- it's not like I really think everyone is going to agree with me all the time. Where would be the fun in that?
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sail4free
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