I’m from Veteran Affairs And I’m Here To Help You

The people we most distastefully shit on more than any other group in this country isn’t the people forever bitching the loudest. It is our military service veterans. Those people we ask to crawl in distant dirt and smudge out backwards people with evil intentions so we can peacefully eat nachos and watch football back at home. Many of these volunteers return with missing limbs and broken bodies and horrific psychological trauma and we tell them to go piss in a pot. Actually, go wait in a line to piss in a pot. It’s totally fucking shameful. It’s not just the Handsomest President Ever, though he does seem to care far more about returning bitchy Ebola nurses than returning veterans. It’s some systemic apathy about people we paid crappy to do our dirty work and then stiffed when the job was done. Who the fuck does that?

In response to the forty veterans who died from lies and lack of service at the VA in Phoenix, the Veterans Affairs Department is launching something they’re calling MyVA. If you’re familiar at all with online banking or health insurance you know that putting the words ‘My’ in front of the company or organization name is intended to make you feel a personalized level of service. Fuck, this is just for me. Thank you, Blue Cross Jesus. If the history of government departmental reorganizations provides us any insight, it’s that there will be a ton of movement with little progress. Nothing changes until the carrot and stick do. You can tell your girlfriend you give a shit about her inane family drama stories, but until she cuts off the vagina, you’re not really listening.

This isn’t a question of just money or even supporting decisions to go to war. I’m not so strong about half the shit we’re involved in running around the world as the planetary police force. It’s about supporting the troops once they’re sent in, and just as importantly, supporting them once they get home. Mahatma Ghandi said the greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. PETA loves that shit. But Ghandi was a pussy and we eat animals. The greatness of this nation in large part should be measured by how we treat the men and women we asked to die for it. Right now, it’s deplorable. Something to ponder on Veteran’s Day.

If you’re interested: Wounded Warrior Project.

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