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DO YOU CLOSE THE BLINDS? (From a person who's there, in the midst...)
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DO YOU CLOSE THE BLINDS? (From a person who's there, in the midst...)
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 the United States of America and you are President Bush."
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 wan t 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, 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 doe s 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 needs 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 ... 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's right, even if you have to do it , 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 evil. All the atrocities in the world won't move them. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS! SUPPORT THEM! SUPPORT AMERICA 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 America. Of course that won't happen so we'll use the internet If your blinds are closed, do nothing with this email. If they are open, I do not need to tell you what to do.
Steven R Cxxxxxxx, CMSgt
332 ELRS/Vehicle Management Flight
Balad Air Base, Iraq
Comments
"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..."
First I have to say that I have nothing but respect for every soldier who defends our country. That said, the boy is 9 years old. I don't think parents should lie to their children, but putting shame and fear into a little boy, creating such anxiety that he feels "pitiful" is not the way to explain war to a little boy.
"My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes."
Again, kids have enough insecurities to deal with in school and at the playground. In today's world we have to teach them to say no to strangers and about sexual predators on the internet. This isn't Europe in the 1940s, where children had to lose their innocence and hide from Nazis or a country where genocide has knows no age. I know I'm taking a chance by writing this comment, but this response was way over the top. By the way, if the only people who are proud Americans believe in the way, what do you call the thousands of military families who don't? http://www.mfso.org/
"Open the blinds because that man, he's at your front door....."
Maybe he'll be so confused by this very dramatic explanation that he'll shoot the mailman.
Just my opinion.
I read the story posted here and made a comment. I read "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." So I automatically assumed this letter was being written from the United States.
I still believe in what I wrote, but I apologize if I misunderstand from where this was written, although now I'm confused. It's signed by Steven XXXX Balad Air Base, Iraq, but the story is obviously written by a woman about her husband & son. ????
You come home from school and Fluffy is dead. You know that Mr. Newton is a very mean man who hates cats, so you decide to attack his home, assuming he poisoned Fluffy. Another man, Mr. Smithladen who lives in the next town and is also hiding underground has made threats against you and Fluffy, but since you can't find him, you decide to go ahead and break into Mr. Newton's house hoping to find some poison. This will prove he is a very bad man, although you realize he had nothing to do with Fluffy's demise. The whole family is so shocked that they want someone punished and cheer you on, but someone calls Animal Control. They can't find any solid evidence that arresting Mr. Newton is the right thing to do, and tell you to wait until more evidence is available. Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Green live on the next block and say they won't join you, so you ask Mommy & Daddy and your loyal brothers and sisters to believe you are on a mission to stop this cruel and inhumane cat murderer. This will make every neighborhood pet safe.
One night all of you run across the street while Mr. Smith, his wife and his 5 children are sleeping. You don't intend to kill the baby in the crib, the boy in the paypen or the Smith's dog, but it's dark and, after all, Newton is a very bad man. As his wife is screaming in horror and grief, you explain to her that you are there to help her. You are there to make things right. After all, her husband is a very bad man and must be punished. You explain to her that a good family should have a cat or a dog. She doesn't want any pets, but that really isn't the way a family should live as any good little boy knows. You search everywhere for that poison, but can't find a single drop. How can you just leave after you already destroyed the Newton's home and family, injuring and killing your brothers & sisters? What would you tell your classmates at Show & Tell? Just remember Mr. Newton is a very, very bad man and one day all the homes on the street will be safe and have a family pet, even if it means destroying every one of them.
The only 'problem' is, we invaded Iraq for a totally different reason, what Hussein was doing there to his own people has been going on for centuries in other countries, yet few people know about it.
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