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My question:
Which is the greater "sin", the draft dodger or the young man who enlists in the National Guard (via money &/or family connections) to avoid serving in Vietnam (or any combat area)??
Well, in the case of the draft dodger, it really does depend on their motives (i.e. if their religious, philsophical, etc. principles or beliefs are diametrically opposite the purpose for said war then it's not a "sin" at all). If the person is dodging because he just doesn't want to go into the military, again, not a sin. It really does depend on your hypothetical situation....for example are you counting any wars that are fought on that person's home soil or foreign wars? IMHO, the second man (and I am assuming you are indirectly fingering Dubya), is the greater "sinner". Then again, I am deeply opposed to using wealth and influence to keep one's self from suffering the same fate as any other man without the power. The draft should not be influenced by socioeconomic status, although those in charge of the draft are influenced all the time. An imperfect measure used at a time when it was necessary and is now not so much. There should've been caveats on the use of the draft a long time ago to prevent the abuses that the Vietnam War and now potentially the Iraq War have perpetrated.
Time flies by when the Devil drives.
It's not the pace of life that concerns me, it's the sudden stop at the end.
(And if the cheap b*stards refuse to pay for her education . . .
). I trust that, no matter how Kerry does, Barak Obama
is still going to kick Keyes' sorry *ss, right?
Out
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. . . but please go to those sites and vote yourself!
But Bush's shuffling, grimacing, and fidgeting, if you ask me, was just plain unprofessional.
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Of course, that high point was not nearly as high as Edwards' highest, when talking about outsourcing---and how K/E would stop underwriting it via tax-breaks
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Of course, you'd have to lock it in my garage. Can't have anyone other than Americans find out about it
Ok sorry, that was a bad joke. It's Friday, I just turned 35 and my sense of humour has hit a bump in the road, apparently. Verzeihen Sie mich, Diebrock.