Year 11 since our world changed in fireballs of jet fuel and collapsing buildings.
And the only changes I see are for the worse. Instead of going in, kicking ass, taking names and then coming home, we’re involved in some Forever War clone. Despite ol’ Prez Hope N. Change and all his fancy speechifying, we’re still over there fighting for…something or other. It seems that we’ve somehow lost track of exactly what we’re trying to accomplish these days. Pity, wars work better when you know what victory looks like. Instead, we keep on sacrificing our best, brightest and bravest plus treasure galore in order to accomplish we’re not sure what.
At home, we continue to lose the very freedoms that our enemies hate us for in the name of fighting them.
Heck, if we keep this up, we may figure out what victory looks like. It will be when we act just like them.