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Showing Original Post only (View all)My Kind of "Sucker and Loser". [View all]
In June of 2005 I wrote a piece about the invasion of Iraq. The article was titled "The Line of Denial". In it I shared some of the questions I asked my husband, now a retired Vet, about his experiences in Iraq, as well as the war crimes, sanctioned by the President, and the troops who committed them.
Below is an excerpt.
"And what is your lasting memory of Iraq?"
The little girl.
The little girl had leprosy. He met her early on. Her disease was so advanced she was dying from non-treatment. In her entire short life, she got next to no treatment. My husband carried her dying body, along with her mother and father, through three cities seeking help for her. He couldn't find it. Iraqi doctors too scared or wanting money (to survive with) and American medics not concerned.
He finally reached into his wallet, took out all his cash, then gave it to an Iraqi doctor. The doctor helped the child die comfortably because that's all they could do for her by then.
That's what my husband brought home. That's what he remembers most about Iraq.
The little girl.
The little girl had leprosy. He met her early on. Her disease was so advanced she was dying from non-treatment. In her entire short life, she got next to no treatment. My husband carried her dying body, along with her mother and father, through three cities seeking help for her. He couldn't find it. Iraqi doctors too scared or wanting money (to survive with) and American medics not concerned.
He finally reached into his wallet, took out all his cash, then gave it to an Iraqi doctor. The doctor helped the child die comfortably because that's all they could do for her by then.
That's what my husband brought home. That's what he remembers most about Iraq.
If that's a "Loser", then it's my kind of loser.
Fuck Trump. Fuck all Republicans. Fuck their voters.
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Thank you, Solly Mack. And thank your husband, for the amazing people you are. I am so proud
niyad
Sep 2020
#12
Ohhhh, there are PLENTY of words for the draft-dodging traitor-in-chief. But most of them would
niyad
Sep 2020
#13
There are no words, you're right. To heal. Time only does so much and Trump is incapable
Solly Mack
Sep 2020
#26
I think so. I just don't tell him that too often. He was already spoiled rotten when I met him.
Solly Mack
Sep 2020
#23
A beautiful elegy to that young girl and to your husband. War is a tragedy. Layered on sickness it's
erronis
Sep 2020
#6
Nothing noble about war. But from time to time people remember their humanity, if they're lucky.
Solly Mack
Sep 2020
#19
He really is a kind man. I was raised to help others. He wasn't - wasn't within his family dynamic.
Solly Mack
Sep 2020
#18
courage, selflessness and sacrifice, 3 words tRump and his fellow fascists will never understand. nt
yaesu
Sep 2020
#14
Every now and then mine will say something and notice I'm stunned. He will say, "I told you that"
Solly Mack
Sep 2020
#16
I hope he talks to someone. Those of us with broken chromosomes tend to withdraw
flamin lib
Sep 2020
#29