*Stabbity* rant
Feb. 14th, 2005 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
veronica_richJust heard a feature report on NPR on my way home, an interview with a woman who lost her husband in Iraq in April 2003.
Okay ... Lady, I understand it's hard raising three teenagers by yourself. I understand you didn't get much in the way of death benefits; no widow has, as far as I know. I know you're frustrated because apparently, you were completely helpless and didn't do ANYTHING when your husband was alive and at home (by your own account, that is; sure sounded that way to me). I know it's difficult to live without the man you love and know he was killed, especially in a war that doesn't count for jack shit. It was very nice how you got some help from the Army and your local state representative to collect death benefits and schedule surgery.
BUT, would you kindly refrain from *bitching* about your husband's platoon and the Army personnel overseas for not remembering to send you cards or drop you note every so often? If you want a Valentine's Day card that badly, maybe you should get yourself another sweetheart. Or - at the very least - blame the folks who are actually responsible for both your husband's untimely demise and the jack-shit follow-up after the awarding of initial death benefits, aka Our Fearful Leader(TM). He and his oil- and contract-thirsty cronies, I do believe, are the ones who should be the recipient of your ire, NOT the men (and women) still stationed overseas. I'd think they have a little more to worry about than whether you get a card or a letter - i.e., not getting their body parts blown off or their asses killed.
Thank you. Quit bitching - at least about the wrong people.
Okay ... Lady, I understand it's hard raising three teenagers by yourself. I understand you didn't get much in the way of death benefits; no widow has, as far as I know. I know you're frustrated because apparently, you were completely helpless and didn't do ANYTHING when your husband was alive and at home (by your own account, that is; sure sounded that way to me). I know it's difficult to live without the man you love and know he was killed, especially in a war that doesn't count for jack shit. It was very nice how you got some help from the Army and your local state representative to collect death benefits and schedule surgery.
BUT, would you kindly refrain from *bitching* about your husband's platoon and the Army personnel overseas for not remembering to send you cards or drop you note every so often? If you want a Valentine's Day card that badly, maybe you should get yourself another sweetheart. Or - at the very least - blame the folks who are actually responsible for both your husband's untimely demise and the jack-shit follow-up after the awarding of initial death benefits, aka Our Fearful Leader(TM). He and his oil- and contract-thirsty cronies, I do believe, are the ones who should be the recipient of your ire, NOT the men (and women) still stationed overseas. I'd think they have a little more to worry about than whether you get a card or a letter - i.e., not getting their body parts blown off or their asses killed.
Thank you. Quit bitching - at least about the wrong people.
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Date: 2005-02-17 10:11 pm (UTC)Amen, sister! (I'm liking the Our Fearful Leader... I use Our Dear Tyrant, but both work nicely.)
Rant on, milady, rant on!