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Whiskey Tango Foxtrot…over!

July 27, 2010

H.R.5741 – Universal National Service Act To require all persons in the United States between the ages of 18 and 42 to perform national service, either as a member of the uniformed services or in civilian service in furtherance of the national defense and homeland security, to authorize the induction of persons in the uniformed services during wartime to meet end-strength requirements of the uniformed services, and for other purposes.

 WHAT!  This is a bill that was introduced last week by Congressman Charlie Rangle.  You can read the entire text of the bill at:

In effect this bill will REINSTATE THE DRAFT.  Besides reinstating the draft, it will also create a “civilian service” as follows:

In a civilian capacity that, as determined by the President, promotes the national defense, including national or community service and service related to homeland security.

As determined by the President…hmmmmm…regardless of WHO is President – I don’t want them having this sort of power and control over my life, my children’s lives and the lives of my grandchildren (if and when they arrive.)

What are they thinking…where is this going.  Didn’t we learn anything from Vietnam and the 60’s?  I admit, I missed the 60’s the first time around, but I have heard that things weren’t good.  War, drafts, protests, race riots, people being attacked for exercising their political freedoms under the U.S. Constitution.  Does anybody else see this happening all over again or am I just insane?

Don’t get me wrong – I am not against military service.  I am not a peace-nik.  What I am against is Constitutional Slavery!  I am against the Federal Government being able to own me for two years.  Sure, I signed up and I allowed the US Government to be “Daddy” for 16 years.  But I did it of my own free-will and I did it by my own choice, not because I “owed” Uncle Sam anything.  I don’t owe anything to those idiots in Washington D. C.  I did feel that I owed it to those who came before me to carry on in the name of Freedom.  I didn’t serve so that some political wind-bag could tell me that now they want my children, too!

I paid my debt to my ancestors – and after what I lived through and how I was treated – I will be damned if those bastards get my children! 

I have three children, I don’t think I have ever mentioned this, they are all teenagers.  I have a 17 year-old son, a 15 year-old son and a 13 year-old daughter.  My oldest son believes that he is gay, I don’t know if he is or if this is just a phase, but he is my child and I will love and support him no matter what.  If he is forced into military service then they will rape him and possibly kill him.  My middle son is chubby, too chubby for military service, and he has plans of becoming a chef. 

My daughter is stunningly pretty.  She is so strong mentally and physically, she is a little ditzy at times but  she is a powerful young woman.  They will break her…she is the type of young woman that men just love to break.  They will rape her – they may kill her.  I wouldn’t be the first mother to lose her daughter under those exact same circumstances.  The first time we had problems with her being assaulted in school by a boy she was only in 3rd grade.  It was an older boy who had a crush on her and he was being physical with her – pushing, tackling, hitting, hair-pulling – and I finally had to tell the school that if they didn’t stop it then her brothers were going to take care of the problem.  The next time we had a problem she was in 6th grade, and it was sexual in nature, including grabbing and sexual comments.  She had just turned 12.

I am not giving this government my children.  Bottom line.  I don’t care what it takes or what I have to do or who I have to yell at. 

I don’t care if I have to serve every single year of their service in order to keep them out of it.  I did 16 1/2 years – I can do 6 more standing on my head.

Call you representatives in Congress.  We cannot allow this bill to pass.  I did not survive just to place my children back into the same situation that I dug my way out of.

Welcome to 1968-reprised:  “Hell no, we won’t go!”