Down every street, loungeroom and boudoir, battlelines have been drawn. We’ve all been thrown into a war that has no foreseeable end, one where no prisoners are taken.
A hideous aspect of endless war is the fact that we’ve got comfortable with it. I say it’s time we normalise the opposite.
The general narrative about our involvement in Vietnam is one of shame, opposition and bloodshed based on an accepted lie. Not all of that is strictly true.
The Americans have pursued terrorism since 2001, but what they’ve really achieved is a great crusade without end, both in lives lost, and profit gained.
Today we salute those who travelled to war, not to fight it, but to entertain those who did. For some, it was no less dangerous.