Something worth fighting for.

War. Nobody wants to think about it. Sending out young men and women to fight and maybe even die in a land far away killing other people. But sometimes talking doesn’t work. Sometimes when the other person just won’t listen and with disregard for human life and all that is good strikes out and hurts millions of people, sometimes it IS worth going out and fight.

When I joined the Navy, I joined for college and money and going out and seeing diffrent parts of the world. But in my head I knew that if war was to ever break out I would be sent out to fight. To kill other people. And this thought scared me. But if it meant protecting the country I grew up in, all my friends back home, the people I love, the people who can’t fight for themself then I would go out and perform my duty for my country.
I saw the evil that is out there. I saw what it was capable of. I saw that plane crash into the World Trade Center at least a hundred times on TV. I saw the explosion. I saw the building crumble. I saw the tear streaked faces of the victims who lost their family and loved ones in that terrible tragedy. I saw many things in 24 hours that should never have been. That should have stayed in the movies. But there it was, on live TV.
The people responsible for this act must be forced to pay. To pay for all the innocent lives they have taken. To pay for the tears they have caused. To pay for the shattered peace. They MUST pay. We cannot let them get away with this. We cannot let other people out there who also harbor hatred towards us that we will let this pass. That we will hide and cower. For if we do this than the terrorists have truly won. For we will never have that peace that we enjoyed for so long.

Thank you for saying that. I remember some of the griping during the Gulf War, “Hey! I just joined up to get college paid for. I didn’t expect this!”