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August 21, 2005


Yesterday I was at a going away party for my friend's brother. He is in the National Guards and has been called to active duty. He'll ultimately end up in Iraq.

I hate the fact that yet another person I know will be over there. The last time it happened, every time they said something on the news about military deaths, I always had to sit and pray that it wasn't someone I knew. And when they announced who it was or where they were from, there was always a certain amount of relief.

I think that's what I'm most bothered by, the fact that I was happy it wasn't a friend. But you know what, they were a friend, a son or daughter. Maybe a mother or father. I might not have know them, but somebody did and somebody didn't get to have that little sigh of relief that it wasn't someone they knew.

I don't agree with what's happening over in Iraq and they way our government has decided that we should be there. I no longer think of this as a war, but rather an occupation of another country. Of course, even when I thought of it as a war I didn't agree with it.

Now, I don't have the inside scoop on all of the 'intelligence' that has been provided to our president, but in my humble opinion, it's time to pull our troops out. There is no need to have our citizens dying any longer. Bring all of our men and women home to their friends and family. Unfortunately, we have to finish what was started and follow this through to the end. Let's hope it doesn't take too much longer.

Posted by Jenny at August 21, 2005 12:28 PM


I completely and wholeheartedly agree. *sigh*

Posted by: NiNi at September 8, 2005 08:38 PM