I was a member of the origional group to sue, before it
was made a class action. In the end most veterans got nothing.
As someone I knew then who was dying of cancer said,
“I died in Vietnam, and didn’t even know it.”
I shed no tears for Mcnamara.
“I shed no tears for Mcnamara.”
Me neither. He was a monster and a criminal in every respect; an arrogant and profoundly callous intellectual who had his own bizarre notions of how to get things done, and who persisted with them in defiance of experience, history, and an avalanche of facts.
This story doesn’t just need to be told now, it needs to be told a thousand years from now. It is a universal warning about the hubris of power and status.
As a Vietnam Veteran (1970 - 1971), I am keeping a close eye on prostrate problems that might be cropping up now. I have a close friend who was there from 1965 - 1966 and is battling prostrate cancer. At least the VA is providing decent treatment.