It's the weekend! I can finally post stuff!

...don't know how far I'll get, but here we go. We'll start off with a Random Thought.

I remember as Desert Shield was rapidly building up to be Gulf War One, I was about as interested as a not-really-politically-aware, toy-gun-playin'-with, Tom Clancy-readin' twelve-year-old kid could be. I knew Saddam was this bad person who invaded some other country and that was not nice. I knew George Bush was this cool president who wasn't afraid to tell dopey little countries to piss off. I knew enough about history to realize that situations like Iraq invading Kuwait and expecting to get away with it were how Hitler was able to annex Europe. Hence, I knew appeasement was bad.

So. War. Kill dumb Iraqi soldiers who shoulda known better. Go find Saddam and throw him in jail until execution. Freedom is good. Dictators are bad.

"Oil" never crossed my mind. Of course, I wasn't driving yet, so I couldn't care less about gas prices, but if someone would've suggested to me that Bush was liberating Kuwait to save money on oil, I wouldn't have even been able to comprehend their argument. I probably would've looked at them funny.

Come to think of it, that's pretty much how I treat moonbats now, but let's stay on topic.

I remember watching the news and seeing some lady with a big sign that said "Not my son's BLOOD for OIL!"

At the time, I thought, "Aw man, that mom is concerned that her soldier son might get hurt while doing a noble thing and freeing the Kuwaiti people, who happen to have a lot of oil."

How naive I was, back then.

During the buildup to Operation Iraqi Freedom, I was interested but distanced. Literally. I was already in the desert, just not in Saudi or Kuwait. I was deeeeeeeeeeep in my deployment to Afghanistan. My thoughts on the upcoming war were, "This should be easy. I sure hope Bush doesn't listen to all these stupid people in the U.N. who say we shouldn't invade. Anyway, it's about friggin' time, we shoulda capped that moron back in '91. Oh, and I hope my friends over there getting ready to move north come out of this thing all right."

I noticed (rather passively) that there were people marching in the streets who apparently thought this was 1968 and we were still fighting Commies in Vietnam. Now, understand, at this point I had never even heard of the blogosphere, let alone moonbats, etc. I was not involved politically at all. Oh, I was still the same conservative Christian I had always been, I just wasn't involved.

But it made me wonder just who these morons thought they were. What were they trying to prove? Don't you guys know you look id-i-OT-ic? To me, it was cut and dry. Saddam was a psycho killer that was attempting to destroy the United States. I was pissed off that he had been free between 1991 and 2002. And there were actual U.S. citizens that would protest the removal of this threat. Hmph.

I didn't know at the time about Bush=Hitler, Warforoil, or HalliburtonZionistImperialistVastRightWingConspiracies. (I was still getting the little bit of news I watched from CNN... silly me...) I wouldn't find out about all that until long after I got back from Afghan and started reading blogs.

Tying it all together:

That lady back in '90-'91 was a moonbat. I see that now. My young impressionable self- or should I say not-quite-woke-up-to-the-reality-of-stupid-people self- thought that she was a concerned mother. Now I would venture to guess that she didn't even have a son in the military, or if she did, she didn't have a clue what his job description was. Or maybe she would use him as political leverage- she was obviously a Lefty, and that's definetely not beneath them. Not much is.

Kay I think I'm 'bout all done. This may or may not have much of a point, but I read something last night that reminded me of that lady. So for the first time, I put two and two together, and I felt like writing about it. The End.

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