We're treating veterans like dogs
Canines have had an up-and-down kind of month. Pres. Donald Trump noted some similarities between the death of a terrorist and the way a dog dies. That's an insult to every red-blooded American pit bull who ever went down snarling in an illegal dogfight sponsored by a professional athlete. That's why Trump gets booed at ball games.
But he did tell us that a hero dog was wounded as American troops went in after the terrorist, and that is a victory for canines all over the land of the free.
We are truly free as long as we can imagine freedom as a dog, or a gun, or a flag, anything that can't talk, really.
We can elect one draft dodger after another. We can lift a leg on veterans of the John McCain variety. We can question the patriotism of wounded veterans who testify before our elected representatives. We can proudly hear our president mock the parents of a dead American soldier.
Don't say a word about our hero dogs, though. Them's fightin' words in a time when the only real fightin' word is "money."
The dog is the perfect veteran.
He can't talk, so he can't complain. He doesn't want a good job when he gets out of the army. He'll never throw away his medals, and he'll never run for any office. He will never testify anywhere about anything, and he is not able to talk about the gorier, less flag-waving details of war.
You scratch his ears, give him a big bowl of ground-up horse parts to eat, and he's a happy vet.
If he has PTSD, you don't have to arrest him for beating his wife. If he has nightmares about the war, he won't tell you every detail. He'll just whimper a little, and you'll think he wants a treat. How cute! See the veteran doggie beg!
The veteran doggie embarrasses no one. The veteran doggie does not get addicted to heroin, or meth, or draft beer, or crack. The veteran doggie does not rob a bank. The veteran doggerel is cheap to feed and cute. Some of the soldiers coming back from Afghanistan aren't cute, not anymore.