Eating crow while on the verge of another war

My younger brother turned 18 just three weeks after 9/11. As part of being male and now a legal adult he was required to fill out a draft card in the event the United States would ever institute another draft. My mother freaked out. I remember her practically having a panic attack begging him not to fill it out. She had lived through her generation’s youth being sent to Vietnam to fight a meaningless and failed war that left many men dead, disabled, and suffering from PTSD. Of course, those of you old enough to remember, following 9/11 American patriotism was at an all-time high and my brother proudly declared that he would be happy to serve his country.

I remember thinking my mom was being a bit (to use a sexist term) hysterical in her reaction to my brother registering to vote and registering for the draft. In my 23-year-old mind with only a 4-month-old baby I thought she was over-reacting. My brother never joined the military, and like most Americans, our lives weren’t that much impacted by the “war on terror” because we were never asked to serve or sacrifice in any meaningful way. Instead the burden of war fell to military families who were deployed over and over again. And also, of course, the 4,000 American troops and 32,000 innocent Iraqi citizens who were killed so GWB could prove how big his dick is.

And now I sit here 18 years after 9/11 eating crow. I now understand the panic and dread my mother felt just 3 weeks after the twin towers fell. Because our psychopathic, amoral, narcissistic president decided to kill Iranian Major General Qaseem Soleimani aggravating a country that has, you know, nuclear, chemical, and technological weapons, and a penchant for retaliation, all so we can forget that he’s been impeached and his criminal family won’t go to prison. And then last night in class I got a news alert saying that Iran launched missile strikes against two Iraqi military bases that house U.S. forces in retaliation for the airstrike against Soleimani. trump is a coward, spineless, weakling of a human being who doesn’t care how many people die as long as he stays in power. As Roland Scahill said on twitter last night – “Innocent people are going to die thanks to a guilty man.”

And why is my heart in my stomach while also racing a million miles a minute? Because that 4-month-old child on 9/11 is now a legal adult. My oldest son just turned 16-years-old. And I’ll be damned if I sacrifice any of my children to trump’s power grab. My children are not going to die so trump can prove how big his dick is.

So all of you who voted for trump can now sign up to join the military. The rest of us who knew he was going to damage this country and take us to war should be able to live our lives peacefully while wearing our “I told you so” t-shirts. The people who have already died due to the trump’s policies, whether it’s immigrants that have been separated from their children and locked in cages, Syrians and Kurds, and now maybe our own troops and Iranian civilians who have nothing to do with this escalation of violence, dear trump voters, their blood is on your hands. We warned you. We told you this would happen. This is the reason why the day after the 2016 election I stayed home from work crying and crying and crying all day while eating my weight in cookies. We had the wisdom and foresight to see this reality TV show host and failed casino owner for who he is, and you told us we were overreacting and being “hysterical.” We were right and I’ve never hated being right so much in my life.

I’m writing this so it goes on record for my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren (you get the jist, my descendents) will know that I opposed this criminal administration from the beginning and I am against war. Whatever the fallout may be I can only say, “I did not consent,” and will protest the hell out of this.

George McGovern