On 6 June 1944 Americans stormed French beaches in the Battle of Normandy under commander Dwight D. Eisenhower. It was the turning point for World War II, and was decisive for defeating Nazi Germany under Adolf Hitler.
Americans wounded after storming Omaha Beach, 6 June 1944
Yet last year, on my neighborhood street, only one flag other than the one on our house flew in memory of these brave Americans, some of whom gave their lives so that Western Europe, and the West in general, could remain free.
Last year, on television, commemorative profiles of the few veterans remaining alive were overwhelmed by the distressing reports that we had just traded five of the most dangerous terrorists in our own war, the war on terror, in exchange for a soldier who might have deserted, might have collaborated with the enemy. The White House and journalists in general were okay with “not being sure.” Yet the soldiers who actually served with Bowe Bergdahl seem 100% sure that he left his station without permission. We know for sure six soldiers died looking for him. Bergdahl’s parents got a big ceremony in the White House rose garden. The soldiers who died looking for him got nothing.
This seemed unjust to me. Continue reading