Rememberin' Kurt Vonnegut

     In his own odd way he was a recomin' of Mark Twain.  At least that's how I see him.  Clear sighted and a great sense of humor.  Some of his funniest sentences were one word long, or so it goes and covered a lot of ground.  Once in a while I'll end a paragraph with a single word.  Thanks Mr. Vonnegut.

     But why include Vonnegut in a Vietnam remembrance?  Has to do with the subtitle for Slaughterhouse Five.  The Children's Crusade summed up both WWII and Vietnam, probably all wars.  It ain't the old boys climbin' out of the trenches or trompin' through the jungles.  It's the young who don't know what the hell they're doin' until it's too late.
     Age-wise we weren't children.  But at the same time we were.  Most of us were between nineteen and twenty-two.  And didn't know shit from shinola about life.  Just that we didn't want to lose ours.  A year under our belts out of high school, what did we know?  Where had we gone?  What had we done?
     Vietnam was indeed a children's crusade populated by children who had no idea what they were actually crusading for.  If there's a lesson to be learned from that dirty little war... here I'm stumped and don't know if it's possible for the human race to ever truly learn the lesson from any tragedy in any way other way than retrospect.
     Said it before, I'll say it again, if George W. Bush had been a grunt in Vietnam, we'd have never started a war in Iraq. You can take that to the bank.