Army Wives, Well-Wishers, and Red Necks, Post 2

Continued From Yesterday...

The Well-Wishers are almost as hard to deal with as the not so regulars. Well-Wishers are select groups of individuals who, in the course of conversation find out that your spouse is deployed, suddenly look at you differently. Looking down their nose, false (okay, maybe not all false) sense of sympathy pouring from their eyes, thanking you for sacrificing your life with your husband. Letting him go off to a war we can't win- how awful for me it must be. It will be so much better to get Bush out of office so we can bring the troops home- then every thing will be magically better again.

My favorite comment is "I really do support the troops, but I don't support the war." Guess what Well-Wisher; by withdrawing support for the war you are sentencing my life to even harder realities. I now know that my husbands unit doesn't have the funds to provide even simple items, like a flash light or a scope for his rifle. Thanks so much for wishing me well, meanwhile stabbing him in the back. Go ahead a feel really good about your self for supporting the troops. Meanwhile I will sit here not knowing if my husband will be one of the lucky ones to receive armor for his truck. I know you feel horrible about the troop surge, heaven forbid they get more guys over there to secure the area. Your right, instead of putting more feet on the ground we should pull them all out and have the war follow us home.

9-11 was a wake up call for the entire nation; I might even go so far as to say the entire world. Describing that horrific day as a terrorist attack has only made things worse. You see Well-Wisher that day was not a terrorist attack- It was an act of war. Hundreds lost their lives that day, survivors are now dealing with residual health problems. Terrorism? Perhaps in the sense that it defiantly scared the pants off of us, but the truth is war was declared that day. We didn't start it, and now you don't want us to finish it. You ask if there is something that you can do to help me. Well yes, there is. You can stop pretending. You can open your eyes to the remarkable achievements that have been made, the acts of bravery taking place everyday, the hope that we can bring into a harsh existence. You can get involved in finding a solution that will benefit us all instead of standing on your soap box pretending to care.

Come on Back for Red Necks; day 3 of this post.