If You Break It, You Own It - Hillary's vote for the war is the defining issue for me [View all]

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ISIS is just one more side effect that Hillary owns.

For the thousands that are dead, American, Iraqi or otherwise, their problems are over, but
for the people left behind, the hundreds of thousands with injured bodies and minds, their
war continues, although the body count rises with each suicide.

I know that people say that she has apologized for her mistake. She is not the only one
who enabled Bush and Cheney.

Tell that to the people who have had their arms, legs and worse blown off, or have traumatic
brain injuries. (hundreds of thousands with PTSD)

In jobs that I have held since the invasion of Iraq, I have met many veterans of that war.
They are the best people that I have ever met.....many of them dealing with horrific injuries
to body and soul, often amazingly without complaint. Many of them also feeling guilt that they
are no longer there to support their comrades.

We owe them more than a mere "thank you for your service". We owe them
judicious use of their service and sacrifice.

State Senator Barack Obama and Representative Bernie Sanders could see through the nonsense.

The more important point though.....What I would have wanted her to do then
was LEAD the fight against the war.....that didn't happen

..If I could see through the nonsense that Bush and Cheney were peddling,
why should I choose someone for the office of President who couldn't?

THE ROAD OF GOOD INTENTIONS (2006)
(John Gorka)

There's addition and subtraction, but division overall;
Hope, once in fluid motion, is slowed behind a crawl.
The images are strong and the words are pretty good,
But there's more fiction out of Washington than out of Hollywood.

cho: On the road of good intentions, all gets justified to hell,
The price revealed in stories too short, too sad to tell.

Is this permanent improvement through abbreviated lives,
Or another tragic venture, shocking when the bill arrives?
By the rubble where the house was, there are markers in the dirt.
Children with no need of freedom, they can no longer be hurt.

The soldiers and their families, with life and limb they pay,
While the ones who sent them marching get to dance the night away.
I always come back to the soldiers with their courage and ideals.
I've seen them smoking in the airports. There's no telling how it feels.