If you want to know why I am so relentless regarding the military and sometimes sound like a broken record, just read this note I received from someone in Texas about the attitude of some friends of his toward the military:

I am friends with two men who both have Marine sons. By friends I actually mean human relationship friends as to Face Book friends.  Although our relationships have become somewhat strained as of late with my posts critical of the U.S. military and the multiple wars from here to infinity. One would think they having sons who would be sent into harm’s way if the Neo-cons have their way they would have trepidations for the rush to war. But, alas no. They are militaristic Americana fanatics who brag their sons want to fight. There  must be a war with ISIS, we must confront evil wherever we find it, and they have skin in the game. There sons who say they want to fight means they are willing to kill anyone, anywhere as long a politician mutters something about their actions preserving  liberty, freedom or whatever. Those of us who don’t have any skin in the game need to shut up and be thankful. I wonder if they and their sons would hurrah to orders violating Posse Comitatus.

This is also why I feel as though I am just beating my head against a wall.

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