Wednesday, April 30, 2003
By Neil CavutoI get critiques all the time, of course, but a missive from Harold E., prompts some elaborating. He e-mails the following:
"Cavuto, for a guy who never served his country or knew combat and likely hasn't know a day of physical hardship in his life, you have a royal nerve pulling off this Yankee Doodle Dandy crap. Give it a rest."
Well, first off, Harold, you don't have to serve in battle to know what battling difficulties is all about. I'll just leave that at that. And second, you don't have to serve in battle to appreciate those who do.
You go on to say my rah-rah patriotism wears on you. May I suggest you simply switch the channel. But before you do, hear this: I don't think it's a big deal to say a big thank you to those who protect me and you.
I don't think you have to wear a uniform to appreciate the uniform. I don't think it's a big deal to be grateful, or proud. I don't think it's a big deal to say I'm partial to a country I love, over a career I like.
You talk about my wearing patriotism on my sleeve. Try grasping it in your heart.
You say I'm hopelessly biased. You're exactly right.
I favor a country that fights evil over others that ignore it. I favor sticking up for soldiers all too many ignore. And I'm a shill for values I hold dear, than the rambling diatribes of dictators I do not.
You call me a moneyman with no heart. I call you an empty man with no soul