The world is changing. We’re different people than we were 50 years ago. We are a volunteer Army. That word – volunteer – that’s an important word. It means I chose to join the Army. It means that I decided to serve my country when most people don’t. So stop treating me like shit. Start treating me like someone who made a commitment and is willing to keep it even though the Congress and the country is playing it fast and loose with my life.
And stop wasting my time. Teach me something useful. Instead of being pissy because my folded tee isn’t the exact size of a dollar, let’s spend a little more time on common Arabic phrases. Yell at me for not learning those correctly. Because that will get me killed. When I do get into a situation where I may be killed, remember that I chose to put myself there and I deserve the best health care you ungrateful assholes can provide. For free.
Please stop telling people they’re not supporting me because they disagree with something the President says. I disagree with almost everything he says, and I feel a lot more supported when I know that everyone at home is trying to get me out of this godforsaken place so that I can get back to doing what I volunteered for – actually defending my country and its people.