2016 Postmortem

and good luck....you know I was in a large store today, not walmart, and all the sudden I was hit with an epiphany of sorts. When I was in Vietnam, I was surrounded by by a sea of Vietnamese faces, all the time. I did convoy duty in our AO, which included Saigon, Bien Hoa, Zuan Loc, my favorite Vung Tau. All my time in Vietnam I NEVER knew in those faces who hated me and wanted me dead. I wore a uniform that marked me in crowds of unmarked people.

Today I looked around and all the sudden felt unsafe again as in Vietnam. I was surround by a sea of faces in which I really did not know who hated me and wanted me dead because of my 'uniform' that I wear 24/7. I don't hate everyone in that sea of faces that assaulted my senses. But given this election I now know I am hated by many more people than I could have ever imagined. I'm not militant but hostility is leveled against me EVERY day now. In that same store, an arab woman in hijab walked past me, two ameriKKKans stared at her in a manner that if stares had been bullets that poor woman would be dead. They looked around and I locked eyes with she and her sig other. They tried to maintain their hate stare, but what they got back from me made them drop their eyes. THIS COUNTRY is headed for trouble, big time. I did not ask for it, as the millions who voted for a decent person didn't ask for it. But rest assured I will give back everything I receive, both positive and negative.

Keep talking. I'm through talking.