I am angry, I am pissed! I have been holding this in for a week, hoping this anger would soon fade away. Nope. It doesn’t work that way.

I will not express at this time how I feel about the war. All my usual opinions do not count today. Because this is not about the war or the right to protest. This is about being so disgustingly disrespectful that I scream when I speak of this.

Americans protesting at the funerals of our soldiers. Yelling profanity at the families of these men and woman who served OUR country. Waving signs with Gods name on them and spitting on their graves. How dare anyone judge another human being, believe me their judgement will reflect on their actions of today.
They stand outside the churches and disrupt the services. I do not disagree, it is their American right to protest, we have freedom of speech. I believe it to be repulsive and guess what? Those dead soldiers died so that you can protest and have that filthy speech.

They fought because our leader told them to go fight. If they want to spit, spit at the President, go curse the White House, but don’t hackle at a life lost so that you can have yours.

They make sure your children have a future, they fight so maybe we are never faced with planes crashing into our cities again. Those soldiers are the reason I can sleep peacefully at night.
They are humble, brave and proud. They are not cowards hiding behind a sign with out a clue. I question my government often, I am not confident in our President, and I am surely never, ever for a war. But I love each and every soldier who lays his life on the line for my family, my country and me.