Polimom’s still having trouble coming to terms with the horrific crimes allegedly committed by US troops in Mahmoudiya.
The intervening two days have not been long enough, and my cognitive dissonance was exponentially increased by the Fourth of July holiday. I simply could not (and still cannot) reconcile what happened there with Independence Day — a celebration of everything for which our country stands.
A wire story released today, though, about ex-PFC Green (the soldier who has been charged), raised some much different (and far less emotional) questions for me.
I posted about it at Polimom Too.
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I am with you on this. I was sitting by the levee watching the fireworks, and “Proud to be an American” of course was blasting out of a speaker as the fireworks went off. I had real issues with that, and it was a strange sensation. I’ve been following this topic in the papers, and am so utterly appalled that I haven’t discussed it with anyone for fear that I’ll come completely unglued and start to sputter.
Thanks for writing about it. You’re, as usual, more balanced than I would be.