There’s an old guy in my neighborhood who’s a Vietnam vet; he did one tour in the army and got out. The back of his car is covered in military-related stickers, and it’s front and center when you talk to him.
I’m sympathetic that he was tossed into something heavy at 18 years old, but I don’t understand basing one’s entire personality on, and ruining a nice paint job for, something you did for 18 months, 54 years ago.
I think it’s often a gender identity thing, they can’t consume their way to masculinity because they’re too poor so they embrace combat, the only other capitalism approved expression of maleness.
There’s an old guy in my neighborhood who’s a Vietnam vet; he did one tour in the army and got out. The back of his car is covered in military-related stickers, and it’s front and center when you talk to him.
I’m sympathetic that he was tossed into something heavy at 18 years old, but I don’t understand basing one’s entire personality on, and ruining a nice paint job for, something you did for 18 months, 54 years ago.
Finally, he’s a big Trump fan.
I think it’s often a gender identity thing, they can’t consume their way to masculinity because they’re too poor so they embrace combat, the only other capitalism approved expression of maleness.