An Ode To The Idiocy Of The Left

Dave made me think about this while we discussed the idiocy of the left and their actions this morning on My Point Radio
This is an old piece I wrote when I first started blogging way back in 2001.

I'm reminded of a time back in the 1900's, I was in high school at the time.

It was 1991 and we were heading to war.

"Oh, no" I thought,"my boyfriend might be sent to fight in this far off country and die! Let's all move to Canada or at least protest the damn thing. Damn politicians making us fight dirty wars for oil!!!!"

I was 17. Brought up in a not very practicing Republican household. I never thought that after Reagan got rid of those pesky Ruskies we would ever have to fight again. But here we were preparing to send young men and women off to their death in some god forsaken hellhole country. Iraq. Screw Iraq, who cares about them I thought. They are NOT our problem.

My friends and I decided to take action. We made signs, we smoked some ganja and decided that we were the voice of the future and without our telling the man it was wrong, this country was going straight to HELL!!!!!!! Decked out in our finest protest gear we marched down Main street and converged on City Hall.We sang songs of peace. We flicked our Bics and sat down, vowing to stay there until this ATROCITY was STOPPED!!!!!!! We chanted and cried. Kumbaya in the hizzey.

Then, as the police came out in their riot gear(seriously, I'm not kidding, for a bunch of high schoolers), I turned to my friend and asked her exactly this:

"Why are we going to war? WHY?"

She said: "Well, I don't know."

WTF was I really protesting? So I got up,left the protest and walked down to the local coffee shop. I started asking people how they felt about Bush's War and got many varied opinions. But, this is what I came away from my Q&A knowing:

My life would never be the same again. These people that we were going to fight would bring the fight to us someday. I saw our future then, as I talked to those so much older and wiser than I. My blood ran cold when I listened to an older gentleman tell me about the people our side would be fighting. He said they weren't just in Iraq, they were coming here. They were global, they were legion. He said to me to watch for it, watch for this war to become more than we could ever imagine and know when it came it would be here for a long, long time.

I went back to my friend and told her what I'd heard. She was as shocked as me. Why were we protesting something such as this. Kuwait had been attacked by a man and people no better than Hitler. We needed to help the innocent people and we needed to stand by our soldiers fighting for freedom. I grew up in many ways that day.

I have never looked back. I dream of an Utopian society, I like to say a "Star Trek" society, everyone looking out for the greater good of mankind, no war, little or no poverty. But I know it will never happen. I got real.

As an American we can do 1 of 2 things:

1)We can hide our heads in the sand and let them hit us again(we've already allowed them to do it once.)

or

2)We can stand up and fight. Our soldiers with their swords. And those like me unable to fight physically, we can fight with words.

I'll take option #2.