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You know, I remember when we went to war in 1991 with Iraq. I think I was about fourteen. Of course, there was a lot of protest around that time too, and I had a few relatives that went to the Gulf. I remember sitting around the dinner table while my father and stepmother talked about the coming war. I spouted out some weird leftist crap I had heard in school (I didn't even really know what I was talking about). My dad got really, really mad at me. He was basically like, how dare you critize these men that are going off to fight for you? He told me it was my duty to support my country and the men and women that fought for it. He proceeded to tell me about Vietnam, and what happened to him and what he saw while he was there. Then he told me about how all anti-war protesters are full of crap, and a few of them spit on him once when he came back from Vietnam.

Hmm. This reminds me of that conversation. Too bad those idiots in the rally never had it with their parents.