Why We Are At War - A MUST READ
Don't Close Your Blinds
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 a re
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 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, 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. W HAT 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 w indow, 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 alone,
before it's 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 of all. Our
President is doing what is right. We, as a free
nation, must understand that this war is a war of
humanity. WE must remove evil men from power so that
we can continue to live in a free world where we are
not afraid to look out our window so that my nine year
old son won't grow up in a world where he feels that
if he just "closes" that blinds
the atrocities in the world won't affect him.
"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.
Why we are Fighting in Iraq!
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