Some of that shit is so frustrating because they are putting it out there as not being true and it’s stuff that you can’t really prove one way or another but regardless is still absolutely true.
I was alive and an adult during the build up to the Iraq war. Americans, by and large, absolutely 100% supported it. Not just in a “I support this but war is bad” sort of way but in a “woo-hoo, yeah! I can’t wait to go kill them Aye-Rabs!” sort of way. There was fervor. A glee about it. An anxious anticipation for the bloodletting. It was sickening.
I opposed this very publicly and even demonstrated and you would not believe the hate we got. Westboro Baptist Church demonstrations got less hate.
The revisionism really disgusts me. I took shit from family and friends and the community for being “anti-American” (and this was before I actually shifted and legit became anti-American) and these fuckers are unironically trying to steal valor. Their side supported this! Their side was 100% on board with it. Pelosi even said she knew the fucking “evidence” of WMDs were fabricated and voted for that shit anyways!
Yes, I’m mad. All the other shit, too. But that one, I’m mad most about.
I’ve been anti-military my entire life. My dad served in Iraq and he was always an example on what I didn’t want to be.
I remember being super young and asking him if he killed anybody and he dodged the question. I’ve known my father was a murderer virtually my entire life and was always confused about why people take pride in murdering people overseas.
I remember in elementary school, the entire school doing the pledge of allegiance to a massive flag and felt an innate sense of discomfort. In middle school I began identifying as a pacifist, instinctively rejecting American values. I became an anarchist the first election cycle I was able to vote, and a communist not long after that.
There is not a single fucking moment that I have been proud of my country. I knew what kind people fought for it, after all.
Some of that shit is so frustrating because they are putting it out there as not being true and it’s stuff that you can’t really prove one way or another but regardless is still absolutely true.
I was alive and an adult during the build up to the Iraq war. Americans, by and large, absolutely 100% supported it. Not just in a “I support this but war is bad” sort of way but in a “woo-hoo, yeah! I can’t wait to go kill them Aye-Rabs!” sort of way. There was fervor. A glee about it. An anxious anticipation for the bloodletting. It was sickening.
I opposed this very publicly and even demonstrated and you would not believe the hate we got. Westboro Baptist Church demonstrations got less hate.
The revisionism really disgusts me. I took shit from family and friends and the community for being “anti-American” (and this was before I actually shifted and legit became anti-American) and these fuckers are unironically trying to steal valor. Their side supported this! Their side was 100% on board with it. Pelosi even said she knew the fucking “evidence” of WMDs were fabricated and voted for that shit anyways!
Yes, I’m mad. All the other shit, too. But that one, I’m mad most about.
I’ve been anti-military my entire life. My dad served in Iraq and he was always an example on what I didn’t want to be.
I remember being super young and asking him if he killed anybody and he dodged the question. I’ve known my father was a murderer virtually my entire life and was always confused about why people take pride in murdering people overseas.
I remember in elementary school, the entire school doing the pledge of allegiance to a massive flag and felt an innate sense of discomfort. In middle school I began identifying as a pacifist, instinctively rejecting American values. I became an anarchist the first election cycle I was able to vote, and a communist not long after that.
There is not a single fucking moment that I have been proud of my country. I knew what kind people fought for it, after all.