I served as a
Marine infantryman in Vietnam during 1969 and 1970. I managed to catch
malaria, get hit by a handful of scrap metal and gain a permanent
distrust for the US government, one that had been festering in me after
the killings of John and Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King. Author of this Article: Gordon Duff
Little did I
know then that the lessons I learned, the cynicism proven so correct,
nearly a half century of entropy, America the slowly rotting corpse we
see today, those signs were there then for any to see.
Forth three
years later, the Vietnam War continues to define America, not through
the accomplishments of war veterans instilled with courage and
leadership gained through surviving a brutal struggle but quite the
opposite.
Vietnam
was a great evil. If genocide on such shallow pretense could be
perpetrated there, why not anywhere or everywhere? All that was needed
was to instill, not just obedience, that would be easy.
What kind of
nation would elect, again and again, criminals and degenerates to high
office, each designated the “leader of the free world?”
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