dolf
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I may well have come back from Thailand suffering from PTSD save for the fact I spent most of the year stoned on really good hashish.
I do admit, though, that it makes me a little uncomfortable when people thank me for my service.
I hate that bit. I smile and try to bear it graciously, but it never really gets any easier.
I've never understood that one. it's terribly American and... well, like any line parroted a million times a day, it seems tripe and hollow. if it were me, I would hate to hear it.
It is, generally. The issue is that my parents' generation never got over their own guilt about how they treated their veterans coming back from Vietnam. What's interesting to me about that, is that they mostly blamed draftees who were too poor to avoid college and thus deferment. It's a profoundly middle-class white-people way of thinking - blame the underprivileged for their problems. Now we have the opposite problem, where we mindlessly line up to thank people for volunteering to be part of that system. Nowadays for many, the only way to GET healthcare, to GET money for college, is to pick up a rifle.
I wonder if it's a post 9/11 /generational thing. I don't ever remember being thanked when I was actually serving or anytime soon after.
I didn't ever feel a need to be thanked. I joined because I needed something to do after high school. I was not going to college - I was a lousy student - and there was nothing in my home town to hold my interest at that time. It allowed me to learn a trade.
I got to experience other cultures, both at home and overseas, and made some great friends. Serving was not a bad experience for me.
following on from the blurt thread conversation...
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