Excuse me? My father, God rest his soul, flew B-17’s in WWII from February 1944 to the end. He flew 30 missions over the Reich and saw his friends shot down and blown up. Their formations dropped thousands of tons of bombs.
He never elicited any bloodthirsty tendencies afterwards. In fact he was one of the most even-tempered and unflappable guys I’ve ever known.
This is just excuse-making on your part. The military is supposed to instill discipline in the ranks to keep this sort of thing from happening. Obviously, if true, these two imbeciles fell through the cracks.
But attempting to mitigate such behavior as a result of what they may or may not have been through is as specious as liberal defense attorneys claiming some dirtbag’s poverty, race, or “mommy didn’t love him enough” BS justifies his client’s heinous depredations.
Great anecdote. Let’s base all modern military jurisprudence on it.
Sorry, bud, but you ain’t out there with these nuts shooting at you. I said war does different things to different people. Thank God it didn’t screw up your old man. It royally screws some guys up. You want to pretend it’s their fault and throw these soldiers under the bus, then I’ll be in your face every minute.
I’m not making excuses, I’m telling you what happens to men and boys when you ask them to do and see the unspeakable for their country, and some of the crap these boys see is un-freaking-speakable. Some guys crack. Of course you wouldn’t, because you’re not there. You have the convenience of knowing how tough you are without having to be tested.
We don’t even know if this thing is for real and y’all are ready to scream and holler.