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	<title>Comments on: A Day for Veterans</title>
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		<title>By: bullet proof vest</title>
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		<dc:creator>bullet proof vest</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 05:36:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you to all of our armed forces from wars past and present who unselfishly gave their lives for for their country. Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you to all of our armed forces from wars past and present who unselfishly gave their lives for for their country. Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: bullet proof vest</title>
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		<dc:creator>bullet proof vest</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 02:57:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On V Day I want to extend my deepest thanks to all of our military.  Thank you.</description>
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		<title>By: Angelina</title>
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		<dc:creator>Angelina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks Chris, one of the few civilians that get it.</description>
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		<title>By: Miss Try</title>
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		<dc:creator>Miss Try</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 20:52:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As someone with a little brother who&#039;s a marine, all I can say is RIGHT ON! &quot;Vets&quot; today are otherwise known as &quot;kids.&quot; Kids who were usually lured by a powerful recruitment machine, with the promise of college tuition and &quot;being all you can be.&quot;

My brother is one smart whip. Athletic, intelligent, kind to small animals and women, exactly the kind of person you wouldn&#039;t think would join the military. But they got him. Now he has to face going over, losing his job and wondering if he&#039;ll lose his life. Is he sorry he joined? Boy fucking howdy, is he. This isn&#039;t &quot;the way&quot; they told him it would be.

And before you say, &quot;well he should have known,&quot; ask yourself, did you do anything stupid when you were nineteen? Was there anything nobody could talk you out of, or did you have a feeling of immortality and never-endingness?

Yeah. Me too. Only I didn&#039;t have to pay with my life, or someone else&#039;s.

I don&#039;t worry about him being wounded or even killed - as strange as that seems, those both seem like comparitively &quot;clean&quot; endings. I worry that he will have to kill someone else, and then live with that for the rest of his life.

So my little dorky brother is going to be a &quot;vet.&quot; Lets hope this time next year, he&#039;s here to celebrate another (unspectacular) Veterans day. I think I might go buy one of those little red paper poppies today...if I can find one.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As someone with a little brother who&#8217;s a marine, all I can say is RIGHT ON! &#8220;Vets&#8221; today are otherwise known as &#8220;kids.&#8221; Kids who were usually lured by a powerful recruitment machine, with the promise of college tuition and &#8220;being all you can be.&#8221;</p>
<p>My brother is one smart whip. Athletic, intelligent, kind to small animals and women, exactly the kind of person you wouldn&#8217;t think would join the military. But they got him. Now he has to face going over, losing his job and wondering if he&#8217;ll lose his life. Is he sorry he joined? Boy fucking howdy, is he. This isn&#8217;t &#8220;the way&#8221; they told him it would be.</p>
<p>And before you say, &#8220;well he should have known,&#8221; ask yourself, did you do anything stupid when you were nineteen? Was there anything nobody could talk you out of, or did you have a feeling of immortality and never-endingness?</p>
<p>Yeah. Me too. Only I didn&#8217;t have to pay with my life, or someone else&#8217;s.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t worry about him being wounded or even killed &#8211; as strange as that seems, those both seem like comparitively &#8220;clean&#8221; endings. I worry that he will have to kill someone else, and then live with that for the rest of his life.</p>
<p>So my little dorky brother is going to be a &#8220;vet.&#8221; Lets hope this time next year, he&#8217;s here to celebrate another (unspectacular) Veterans day. I think I might go buy one of those little red paper poppies today&#8230;if I can find one.</p>
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