So today is the 70th anniversary of D-Day. I did a quick Google search of it, and here’s the summary I found on www.army.mil (Incidentally, the pre-Nazi partiers [i.e. socialists] at Google didn’t see fit to recognize this hugely important date on their home page. Go figure.):
“On June 6, 1944, more than 160,000 Allied troops landed along a 50-mile stretch of heavily-fortified French coastline, to fight Nazi Germany on the beaches of Normandy, France. Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower called the operation a crusade in which, ‘we will accept nothing less than full victory.’ More than 5,000 Ships and 13,000 aircraft supported the D-Day invasion, and by day’s end, the Allies gained a foot-hold in Continental Europe. The cost in lives on D-Day was high. More than 9,000 Allied Soldiers were killed or wounded, but their sacrifice allowed more than 100,000 Soldiers to begin the slow, hard slog across Europe, to defeat Adolph Hitler’s crack troops.”
Let’s highlight the first part of that last sentence: “More than 9,000 Allied Soldiers were killed or wounded.” For what? To give other people a chance at freedom. You think they enjoyed storming those Normandy beaches knowing the likelihood that they were going to die, probably slowly and painfully from enemy bullets lodged in their stomachs or spines or lungs?
I somehow doubt the experience was desirable at all. But the outcome was. Those 9,000 and their fellow soldiers who survived saved millions of lives through their heroic actions. We owe them and the rest of our military personnel (minus Bowe Bergdahl) for their courageous call to arms over the years.
We owe them, but we’re not really acknowledging that these days, are we? Not when we’re behaving as badly as we are, treating our country like a giant trash heap for our already-failed social experiments, unsustainable political theories and arrogant attempts to make ourselves God.
Looking over the headlines this morning, I was underwhelmed by the stories about yet another school shooting, people who stole groceries out of a fatal-accident victim’s car while her two young sons lay broken in the backseat, and of the President of the United States remaining entirely unrepentant for endangering countless Americans through yet another display of his conceit and recklessness.
I say “underwhelmed” because this is the norm. This is what we can expect day to day since we don’t value life. Not like we should, and certainly not in the over-the-top honorable way those D-Day soldiers did back 70 years ago.
They died giving all of us a chance at freedom. And we, as their fellow countrymen, are spitting on that chance… and on them.
I have to wonder whether those past heroes would have been so fast to defend our present if they could have seen into the future.
One way or the other, shame on us for destroying such a great legacy.