Mr.smiley
10-02-2007, 09:27 PM
>> The other day, my nine-year-old son wanted to know why we were at
>> war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband
>> and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored
>> to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband
>> would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few
>> minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window.
>>
>> He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
>>
>> "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses," he replied.
>>
>> "OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is our
>> country
>> and you are the President."
>>
>> Our son giggled and said "OK." "Now son, I want you to look out the
>> window
>> and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different
>> country"
>> my husband said.
>> "OK Dad, I'm pretending."
>> "Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend
>> you see
>> Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is
>> hitting
>>
>> her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws
>> her on
>>
>> the ground, and then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run
>> out and
>>
>> are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching
>> this
>>
>> but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father.
>> You
>>
>> see all of this, son.... what do you do?"
>>
>> "Dad?"
>> "What do you do son?"
>>
>> "I'd call the police, Dad."
>>
>> "OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your
>> call. They
>>
>> listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do
>> then son?"
>>
>> "Dad.... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to
>> whine.
>>
>> "They don't want to, son, because they say that it is not their
>> place or your
>>
>> place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband
>> says.
>>
>> "But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
>>
>> "I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I
>> want you
>> to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor, who you're
>> pretending is Saddam, turn around and do the same thing to his children"
>> "Daddy...he kills them?"
>>
>> "Yes, son, he does. What do you do?"
>>
>> "Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next
>> door
>> neighbor to help me stop him," our son says.
>>
>> "Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to
>> get
>> involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my
>> husband says.
>>
>> "But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
>>
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.
>>
>> "OK, no one wants to help you. The man across the street saw you ask
>> for
>> help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and
>> puffs
>> out his chest. Guess what he does next, son?"
>> "What Daddy?" "He walks across the street to the old ladies house
>> and
>> breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her
>> house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you
>> standing
>> in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
>>
>> "Daddy..."
>>
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he
>> whispers,
>> "I'd close the blinds, Daddy." My husband looks at our son with tears in
>> his eyes
>>
>> and asks him. "Why?"
>>
>> "Because, Daddy, the police are supposed to help people who need
>> them...
>>
>> and they won't help. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP
>>
>> neighbors, but they won't help either ... they won't help me stop him...
>> I'm
>>
>> afraid.... I can't do it by myself, Daddy.... I can't look out my window
>> and
>>
>> just watch him do all these terrible things and ....and..... do
>> nothing... so...
>>
>> I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing...
>> and I'm
>>
>> going to pretend that it is not happening." I start to cry. My husband
>> looks
>>
>> at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and
>> ashamed
>>
>> at his answers to my husband's questions and he says...
>>
>> "Son"
>>
>> "Yes, Daddy."
>>
>> "Open the blinds because that man.... He's at your front
>> door..."WHAT DO
>> YOU DO?"
>>
>> My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls
>> up his tiny
>>
>> fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he
>> says: " I DEFEND
>>
>> MY FAMILY, DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY
>> SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
>>
>> I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to
>> his chest and
>>
>> hugs him tight, and says... "It's too late to fight him, he's too strong
>> and he's already
>>
>> at YOUR front door son ....you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed
>> his wife,
>>
>> and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do
>> what'sright, even
>>
>> if you have to do it alone before its too late," my husband whispers.
>>
>> THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When
>> good men
>> stand by and let evil happen, son, THAT is the greatest atrocity in the
>> world.
>>
>> "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU
>>
>> HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!"
>> BE PROUD TO BE A SOLDIER!
>> BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!!...............SUPPORT THEM!!!
>> SUPPORT OUR COUNTRY SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN
>>
>> WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..."
>>
>>
>> This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in every school
>> in the country.
>>
>> Of course that won't happen so we'll use the Internet. If your blinds are
>> closed, do
>>
>> nothing with this post. If they are open I do not need to tell you what
>> to do.
>>
>> GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY AND ALL OUR MEN AND WOMAN
>>
>> THAT ARE DEFENDING OUR RIGHTS TO BE FREE!
>> war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband
>> and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored
>> to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband
>> would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few
>> minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window.
>>
>> He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
>>
>> "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses," he replied.
>>
>> "OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is our
>> country
>> and you are the President."
>>
>> Our son giggled and said "OK." "Now son, I want you to look out the
>> window
>> and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different
>> country"
>> my husband said.
>> "OK Dad, I'm pretending."
>> "Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend
>> you see
>> Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is
>> hitting
>>
>> her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws
>> her on
>>
>> the ground, and then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run
>> out and
>>
>> are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching
>> this
>>
>> but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father.
>> You
>>
>> see all of this, son.... what do you do?"
>>
>> "Dad?"
>> "What do you do son?"
>>
>> "I'd call the police, Dad."
>>
>> "OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your
>> call. They
>>
>> listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do
>> then son?"
>>
>> "Dad.... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to
>> whine.
>>
>> "They don't want to, son, because they say that it is not their
>> place or your
>>
>> place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband
>> says.
>>
>> "But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
>>
>> "I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I
>> want you
>> to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor, who you're
>> pretending is Saddam, turn around and do the same thing to his children"
>> "Daddy...he kills them?"
>>
>> "Yes, son, he does. What do you do?"
>>
>> "Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next
>> door
>> neighbor to help me stop him," our son says.
>>
>> "Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to
>> get
>> involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my
>> husband says.
>>
>> "But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
>>
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.
>>
>> "OK, no one wants to help you. The man across the street saw you ask
>> for
>> help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and
>> puffs
>> out his chest. Guess what he does next, son?"
>> "What Daddy?" "He walks across the street to the old ladies house
>> and
>> breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her
>> house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you
>> standing
>> in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
>>
>> "Daddy..."
>>
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he
>> whispers,
>> "I'd close the blinds, Daddy." My husband looks at our son with tears in
>> his eyes
>>
>> and asks him. "Why?"
>>
>> "Because, Daddy, the police are supposed to help people who need
>> them...
>>
>> and they won't help. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP
>>
>> neighbors, but they won't help either ... they won't help me stop him...
>> I'm
>>
>> afraid.... I can't do it by myself, Daddy.... I can't look out my window
>> and
>>
>> just watch him do all these terrible things and ....and..... do
>> nothing... so...
>>
>> I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing...
>> and I'm
>>
>> going to pretend that it is not happening." I start to cry. My husband
>> looks
>>
>> at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and
>> ashamed
>>
>> at his answers to my husband's questions and he says...
>>
>> "Son"
>>
>> "Yes, Daddy."
>>
>> "Open the blinds because that man.... He's at your front
>> door..."WHAT DO
>> YOU DO?"
>>
>> My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls
>> up his tiny
>>
>> fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he
>> says: " I DEFEND
>>
>> MY FAMILY, DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY
>> SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
>>
>> I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to
>> his chest and
>>
>> hugs him tight, and says... "It's too late to fight him, he's too strong
>> and he's already
>>
>> at YOUR front door son ....you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed
>> his wife,
>>
>> and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do
>> what'sright, even
>>
>> if you have to do it alone before its too late," my husband whispers.
>>
>> THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When
>> good men
>> stand by and let evil happen, son, THAT is the greatest atrocity in the
>> world.
>>
>> "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU
>>
>> HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!"
>> BE PROUD TO BE A SOLDIER!
>> BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!!...............SUPPORT THEM!!!
>> SUPPORT OUR COUNTRY SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN
>>
>> WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..."
>>
>>
>> This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in every school
>> in the country.
>>
>> Of course that won't happen so we'll use the Internet. If your blinds are
>> closed, do
>>
>> nothing with this post. If they are open I do not need to tell you what
>> to do.
>>
>> GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY AND ALL OUR MEN AND WOMAN
>>
>> THAT ARE DEFENDING OUR RIGHTS TO BE FREE!