Today has been a bittersweet Veterans Day, as many friends and family “thank me for my service,” while the American people have just taken a giant crap on what it means to serve one’s country.
My Dad landed in Normandy on D-Day +3. He was at the Battle of the Bulge. He, and his whole generation, went to Europe to defeat Fascism. All we had to do to defeat Fascism was vote, and we failed where the Greatest Generation did not. Every pro-democracy person I know is exhausted-a huge helping of R&R is in order. We’ll be back. We’ll rise from the ashes. The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.
My Dad landed in Normandy on D-Day +3. He was at the Battle of the Bulge. He, and his whole generation, went to Europe to defeat Fascism. All we had to do to defeat Fascism was vote, and we failed where the Greatest Generation did not. Every pro-democracy person I know is exhausted-a huge helping of R&R is in order. We’ll be back. We’ll rise from the ashes. The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.
Thanks John. I wish I could say that’s very encouraging. Give me some time.