Addendum to part 1.
Theres a scene where Paul Newman confronts his son. It brought to mind, an experience that brings home the costs of war. 1966, I had complete my combat medic training, and was waiting for my next class, pharmacology and compounding meds.
I was loaned out to the burn center, at Brook. Army medical center, Ft Sam Houston, San Antonio, Texas.
Daily planes would arrive bringing young men, pilots whose planes had crashed, soldiers, marines who were engulfed in napalm, a jellied gasoline. And by far the worst, white phosphorous grenades, with faulty fuses that at times exploded as it left the throwers hand.
What was left looked more like 150 pounds of clay, then a human. All facial features, arms, hands vaporized.
I know how dreadful this sounds....but its the reality combat soldiers face, that I believe makes them more vulnerable to coercion.
I'm 74, and if I live to 174 I'll never forget the young wives, 19-24, thrilled to finally see their husbands, only to stare wide eyed, mouthing the right words, and only when they left the room....would they drop to the ground sobbing. The reality that a part of their psyche was just as horribly disfigured.
Yes, see this movie. Know, none of the gore is in the movie, but offered to help explain the movie. One other movie you must see is, "Johnny got his gun" directed by Dalton Trumbo.
Wars aren't just pork. Not a way to pay back, the folks in your district for getting you elected. They are dirty rotten nightmares, in which our sons and daughters will be ground into hamburger. Rember how gay the mood was as the south, sent their boys off for a 2 week war. Remember the depth of their disillusion?
Fight if we must. Only if we must.
Theres a scene where Paul Newman confronts his son. It brought to mind, an experience that brings home the costs of war. 1966, I had complete my combat medic training, and was waiting for my next class, pharmacology and compounding meds.
I was loaned out to the burn center, at Brook. Army medical center, Ft Sam Houston, San Antonio, Texas.
Daily planes would arrive bringing young men, pilots whose planes had crashed, soldiers, marines who were engulfed in napalm, a jellied gasoline. And by far the worst, white phosphorous grenades, with faulty fuses that at times exploded as it left the throwers hand.
What was left looked more like 150 pounds of clay, then a human. All facial features, arms, hands vaporized.
I know how dreadful this sounds....but its the reality combat soldiers face, that I believe makes them more vulnerable to coercion.
I'm 74, and if I live to 174 I'll never forget the young wives, 19-24, thrilled to finally see their husbands, only to stare wide eyed, mouthing the right words, and only when they left the room....would they drop to the ground sobbing. The reality that a part of their psyche was just as horribly disfigured.
Yes, see this movie. Know, none of the gore is in the movie, but offered to help explain the movie. One other movie you must see is, "Johnny got his gun" directed by Dalton Trumbo.
Wars aren't just pork. Not a way to pay back, the folks in your district for getting you elected. They are dirty rotten nightmares, in which our sons and daughters will be ground into hamburger. Rember how gay the mood was as the south, sent their boys off for a 2 week war. Remember the depth of their disillusion?
Fight if we must. Only if we must.