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I'm amazed that by now noone has mentioned the film "We Were Soldiers" in reference to this thread. Their taxi/telegram method really chapped my cheeks, and the way the wives handled it got right up next to my soft spots.
Makes you wonder who really has the shit detail...the troops on the front or the families at the home front.
Personally, I'd rather fight than sit home wondering if my home troop is coming home or not, and if yes in what condition.
Fuck war. It sucks any way you turn it. Big question is: what is the alternative? I may regret posting this one but....WTF?
My views on this topic vary depending on my mood. PTSD?.......hmmmmmmm.........
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