Can’t you just feel it?
No?
Update: Pricks.
Because the thought occurred to me that maybe I was being just a smidgen too equanimous. That maybe you, my reader, might not perceive where I came down on the issue at hand.
Is all.
Update 2: (H/T to Chapomatic) – Another take on milestones and loss.
Sick people. Not the best of things I’ve seen on your blog, but certainly one of the most revealing and poignant (sp?). Thank you for bringing this to our attention.
Sick people.
Dan,
What makes this image more powerful is that the exempt-media (H/T to Captain Ed) leads our soldiers, sailors, Marines and airmen this is the way EVERYONE back home feels.
Clearly this is a prime example of Lenin’s concept of ‘useful idiots’.
Reminds me of another war, another time.
In fact, Zombie may have caught on film remnants of the that part of a generation for whom their greatest accomplishment was being involved in war protest and who are trying to recapture their youth.
How very sad that they remain in the same spot.
Tens of millions are learning to enjoy the fruits of freedom paid for by the very people they dishonor with their shabby commemoration.
Zerodian buffoons….
Eagle 1,
Judging by the age of most of the protesters, I see what you’re getting at.
A few years ago, I flew back to CONUS for my grandfather’s funeral. Graveside, three of us folded the flag that draped over his coffin.
Undoubtedly, a serious and somber occasion. Photos of us during the ceremony were as respectful, as one would imagine.
Post ceremony, though, a few folks took pictures of me in my crackerjacks, and I had a smirk not much better than this clown’s.
Perhaps it’s ingrained behavior to smile at a camera, no matter the situation, no matter how forced.
(I do recognize, though, there are certainly other photos via Malkin’s link of folks having way too much fun.)
Last hurrah of the sixties has beens.