It’s Memorial Day… again

Don’t get me wrong, that “again” isn’t the result of a tiresome sigh, it’s the recognition that, despite all that will ever come ahead for us, the history of this great nation does not change. Sure, the left and their conspirators in the media can try and hush it up. They can try and shove the truth into a corner, but it will always break free. The age of social media guarantees it.

That sigh is in recognition of the million who have fallen since the inception of this great nation, in defense of her freedom, and of ours.

That sigh is in recognition of the fact that war and death are an inevitable part of living.  We may fancy ourselves civilized creatures but every classification follows a bell-curve and, for every delusional lefty elitist who envisions a pristine world where we all live in harmony, there’s a power-hungry or crazy or just plain mean bastard out there ready to do them in.

You can’t hug your children with nuclear arms! You’re right. You also can’t hug them with the stubs left behind after some Islam-loving jihadi whacks them off with a machete’. Too harsh a rendering for you, cupcake? Too damned bad. That’s life as we know it today and, if you folks on the left keep trying to hug the hate out of those who want us dead, well, you will find yourselves the easiest of the targets among us.

Whether the gang-bangers in your neighborhood, the Japanese who bombed Pearl Harbor, or a radical religion bent on world domination, each requires a swift, sometimes brutal response. They require the same level of brute force which would be targeted against any enemy invading your home. I promise you that when a stranger climbs through your window in the middle of the night, and your children lay in bed in the next room, filling the attacker with your love will be the last thing on your mind, And, if that day comes, you might just wish you had a way to protect yourself.

America is our home. Our Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, Marines , and Guardsmen are that necessary force which seeks to repel the enemy. They fight to protect our home while we lay sleeping. They lend the most gentle of hands to those in need, cradling babies following a vicious attack by the enemy or by providing a bite of food and a pat on the head to a stray dog in a war zone. They do a job that most of us could not do and they do it well. They deserve our respect and not to have the job they do belittled and, when they die in the pursuit of our protection, well… one weekend a year hardly seems enough to pay tribute to their sacrifice and to the sacrifices of all who loved them.

The million who have been lost will not be the last so, each night, when you say your prayers, ask God to hold close those who stand guard over us as we sleep.

In my mind, a prayer is the very best, and the very least, we have to offer.

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God Bless them all.

12 thoughts on “It’s Memorial Day… again

  1. The Political Hat

    You can’t hug your children with nuclear arms! You’re right. You also can’t hug them with the stubs left behind after some Islam-loving jihadi whacks them off with a machete’.

    Why am I suddenly reminded of this?

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