The weather’s been pretty nice, and we should
all look as if we’ve been in the sun doing good sun things. You
know activities like golfing, pulling weeds, or mowing the lawn.
But it’s not so. We’ve all been in the house huddled around our TV
sets watching what our military has been doing in Iraq.
It seems every war we get involved in the
veterans from the previous wars begin wondering; "Will these young
people have what it takes to sustain a prolonged war." I’m sure
the doughboys of WWI were concerned for the GI’s of WWII. Could
they overcome the powerful forces we faced when they were so more
advanced with trained men and armament? Of course, we quickly
caught up with and superceded the production of all war material.
And the men and women of WWII were superb in the defense of their
Korea was a smaller version of the first two
wars but was just as bloody and brutal. We know war is bloody and
brutal, and there are very few who enjoy going into combat. How do
you keep your sanity when your friends and comrades are being
shot, wounded, and blown apart? Just being able to control your
own sanity and courage can become too much for the human mind to
accept. Even later when you’re home and freed from the awesome
fear of death can you yield as to why you lived and they did not.
By the time Viet Nam began, most of the WWII
veterans had retired from the military or were in a position of
high rank. It was this generation who were now sending their son’s
and daughter’s into a country where the enemy was always so
elusive. It was impossible to maintain a battle front as we had
become accustomed to in most all the wars we had fought. In Viet
Nam, so many of the opposing military were friends by day and the
enemy by night.
And as we’ve seen on most of the news channels,
many of the Iraqi soldiers are using tactics that have been used
in earlier wars. Subterfuge has always been distasteful when used
in any endeavor, but in war it can be deadly. Soldiers wearing
civilian clothes and hiding among women and children is not
characteristic of a warrior. Pretending to surrender and then
gunning down potential captors is no less cowardly.
It has been such a tribute to the coalition
forces that they have not conducted massive retaliation. They know
every one is not responsible for the illegal and immoral tactics
that they have been used against them. It would be very easy to
blame the innocents for the sins of a few. We should all be
thankful that our forces have not conducted mass executions in
their attempt to root the pathetic men who claim to be brave
combatants saving their country from the infidels.
Humor has always been a release for the fear
and degradation of war. WWII had Willie and Joe. They were two
woebegone citizen soldiers who typified the men of the infantry
referred to as the American Grunts. Each were brought together
through the trials and tribulations of war and despair and bonded
by the need for human kindness and compassion.
Kilroy was another fictitious figure from WWII.
Kilroy did not have the personality or humanism Willie and Joe did
and no one every really considered him anything more than a
cartoon character. The basic idea of Kilroy was of a man with a
bald head, beady eyes, lopsided ears and a very large nose. This
strange face was looking over a single line with the words, "Kilroy
was here." And he was. Everywhere. On walls of bombed out
buildings, jeeps, tanks, and airplanes. His likeness adorned bombs
to be dropped, artillery shells to be shot, or torpedoes to be
Here’s what I would like to do. I have received
several humorous, at least in my humble opinion, emails I
determined to be amusing and I would like to share them with you.
How do you play Iraqi bingo?
B-52, F-16, A-10, B-1.
What is Iraq’s national bird?
What is the Iraqi air force motto?
I came, I saw, Iran.
Have you heard about the new Iraqi Army
Each morning you raise your hands above your
head and leave them there.
What do Saddam Hussein and General Custer have
They both want to know where in the devil all
those Tomahawks are coming from.
Okay, maybe there not so funny after all. To
you. But to me, well... Peace.