In October 1976, I was on patrol on the East-West German border at Fulda. I saw Soviet tanks on the other side of the border. We had arrived from Colorado less than 48 hours before and had a full combat load of 63 cannon shells on board our M60A1 tanks.
I was scared. But I was also happy. I knew who the enemy was, where the enemy was, and what I was supposed to do if the enemy attacked.
This morning, a good friend asked me about how I was handling the news since Friday. I told her about going to the march in Philadelphia on Saturday and to the "Tuesdays with Toomey" protest in Philadelphia yesterday. I told her about some of the stuff I had been posting on social media. She thought I looked happy, a lot happier than she expected.
I said, "Of course. I'm a soldier. I know who the enemy is. I am happy."
It's true. The hypotheticals are over. Trump is not a candidate or a president-elect. He is a Birther who discredited President Obama for five years every chance he had. He has given the head of Breitbart News an office in the White House. Our President, not some guy, is whining about crowd size at his inaugural and instructing his press secretary to lie.
This is not a drill. I am a citizen. I am a patriot who actually served in our nation's wars. I am ready to fight.
And I am happier than I have been for months!
Have a nice day!
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