Late at night while you're sleeping...

I am struggling this night. Last Saturday, eight soldiers died on an outpost in Afghanistan because the politicians in Washington D.C. put them in such tight constraints they couldn’t fight the war the way they were taught to fight it. In May 1969 the same ugly thing happened – Hill 937, Dong Ap Bia. You know it as Hamburger Hill because it chewed up so many men. What we fail to remember we are condemned to repeat. This CinC, Obama, is going to bail out of this war on terror and these men and women who have died will forty years later be coming home to the same contempt from their government that we returned to. They’ll be ignored in the street and in church because CINCO (Comrade-in-Chief Obama) hates the military and doesn’t want to make a decision that will make him look like anything but a pacifist. He’s going to get a lot more young men and women killed with this Clintonian-style stand-off war fighting and before you know it a nuclear device will be detonated in the United States much to the surprise of Nobel Laureate CINCO (Comrade-in-Chief Obama).

I’ve been thinking about Vietnam and what it means to come home and be looked upon as a loser. It hurts -- especially when you went to fight for your nation who now sees you as a failure.

Father forgive them for they know not what they do. Amen.