"Hey, it happens. Like the crew here says, you have to grow a thick skin.
Several of us have been here for a couple of decades and more and we still encounter vicious posters regularly. Did you ever observe the vax-pushers addressing those of us who didn’t care for our government trying to force a shot on us?
And the Ukie Fan Club. Heck, I personally come under attack from those little ankle-nipping teacup poodles almost daily and I just laugh and give it back to ‘em. Here’s sort of how that goes:
Me: “What I’m against is giving billions of our dollars to a mincing little grifter in a foreign country every time he demands it.”
Ankle Nipper: “You’re a PUTIN PUFFER! A filthy COMMUNIST! You love RuZZia, you BOLSHEVIK!”
Water off a duck’s back. I give it back to them in kind (it’s all they understand), which really pisses them off, but I do it without f-bombs and references to lying in mud with pigs. (That really was uncalled for.)
If you’re friendly and respectful to people, they generally will be with you. And those who aren’t, let ‘em have it, but you’ve got to maintain a little class."
And I have endeavored to be friendly and respectful to people. I made a fairly innocuous post, and the lynch mob piled on. I won’t be hanged without putting up a fight.
I’m flattered that you see me that way, but I must be honest. I’m not a vet. (My dad was a 28-year Navy vet. Recon aviator.)
I was honored to work embedded with US Joint Forces with CPATT, USACE GRD and the J8 over in the Sandbox for several years, but I never wore the uniform.
A lot of my favorite co-workers were Marines. So down to earth.