What is the fascination with coffins all about?
A small group of people became very incensed that a Bush campaign ad showed a flag-draped body being carried away from the World Trade Center rubble, yet now (and even before) are crying and filing FOI requests to get photos of flag-draped coffins at Dover AFB. This morning on a call-in show on the radio, I listened to some man froth at the mouth as he complained that we all need to look at these coffins to see what the war is costing us.
Let me give you losers a clue. I do not want to see them. Seeing them serves no purpose. When I do see these pictures, I honor in my heart the person who lost his life. Doing something for me.
Seeing the coffins steels my resolve. It does not diminish it. I think it does the same for most Americans. For that reason, I don’t get upset one way or the other about the issue. I just can’t understand the emotion these folks feel who insist we look at the photos.
I do understand their logic. They want Bush to lose. They have no concern for our men and women in the field. They are simply symbols to serve this group’s emotional need. I’ve dealt with this type before. I’ve been spat on by their brethren. “Baby-killer” is an archaic phrase. If they had any brain cells that functioned, they would come up with something new. But, that’s what their professors told them to say. And think. My oldest, a Marine captain in Afghanistan, replies to people who ask him how he could kill babies, “It’s not all that difficult. They really can’t defend themselves.” That pretty well ends the conversation. If a Marine or soldier is a baby killer, what is an abortion doctor? Can you say “Hypocrisy”?
Look, if you want to froth at the mouth, please feel free to do so. If I don’t care to join you, I really don’t have to. But at least I didn’t spit on you.