A fellow grandfather shared a life moment, after watching a grandchild exit his care for another day of elementary school. On Facebook, he reflected on the same love ritual by other parents and other “grans.”
His mind then went to the moms and dads of little girls in class at the Shajareh Tayyebeh Iranian elementary school. Those parents did not know they would never hold their precious babies alive again.
So much needless grief because Donald Trump seeks a distraction.
The love of our children is universal. When they are sick, we ache. When very sick there is little we won’t do to see them well again. To have a beloved taken away by mindless hate is repulsive to the onlooker, revenge inspiring in the guardian.
When Pete Hegseth and Donald Trump released Operation Epic Fury on that crusty girls’ elementary school, killing perhaps 175 precious little ones, they ended our chances of “victory” in how ever we may have imagined it.
“Fog of war”? Not so much. Hegseth had closed the Pentagon’s Civilian Harm Mitigation and Response Office and the Civilian Protection Center of Excellence as early initiatives. It was these officers who were tasked with preventing this very type of horror and dishonor.
But we no longer have a Department of Defense, we now spend a trillion dollars a year for the Department of War. No woke-inspired, nansy-pansy, misidentification of our intentions.
He and Trump have violated and scuttled the Department of Defense’s “Law of War Manual,” not understanding that a “no rules” military not only threatens innocent civilians but our own combatants.
When Hegseth called for the “double tap” on the Venezuela drug boat, killing the survivors of the initial bombing, with a second tap, as they clung to debris keeping them afloat, he made the same action on U.S. sailors in a similar state not just allowed but justified.
When Hegseth instructed that a fundamental rule for treatment of the captured be broken in saying we would “give no quarter” to the enemy he permits torturing and killing of our own when they are secured. As 3,000 Marines sail to deployment on enemy soil; I fear what example of “no quarter” may be televised on Iranian media.
But as much as these uncivilized reincarnations of Genghis Khan worry me, it is not as troublesome as my disappointment in my local friends who still stand with Donald Trump.
Most, like me, were raised by loving parents who took us to church, who required fair play on the athletic fields, who thought it right to love others as God loved us.
How sad our parents would be if they knew we giggled at “grab ‘em by the ——“, approved cheating on our wives, cheating in business, insulting women with “quiet piggy,” mocking the disabled, avoiding the draft with phony medical causes, never taking children to Sunday school, and continually lying like it was one’s job. And yet the guy, who has never worn cammo or Carhartt, let alone the nation’s uniform, is the alpha dog for Augusta males! Excuse me as I “upchuck.”
(Debbie doesn’t let me say vomit.)
I intend to get back to my area of expertise: county business. But when last doing just that, I forwarded my Facebook post with a sentiment about those lost children and the Trump administration. Shame on me for not knowing how many cammoed snowflakes exist in this county.
But since I have no job to be fired from, no pretty face that can be further marred, no indignity I haven’t already suffered: bring it on!
(But don’t expect any “quartering” by me.)
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