I found out last week that the husband of a college friend died while serving his country in Afghanistan. I can’t even begin to describe all the feelings I have surrounding his death; sorrow, anger, shock are all there. I grieve for Eve and her family. I grieve that thousands of soldiers and civilians have died in a war with no defined purpose, no real goal, no objective. Cpl. Phillips life was taken away while government administrators sit in air conditioned offices bickering about exit strategies (which don’t exist), or devise new spin, or think of new reasons to cover-up the terrible mistakes this government has made all under the propaganda-guise of Patriotism.
I’m sad for Eve and her family and our country and the world and I struggle with how to explain to my daughter why, why we sent him over there to fight vague “isms”.