Debunkerman:
My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Casey Sheehan may have believed an Army recruiter.
I read that Casey Sheehan enlisted in the army in 2000 with the goal of becoming a chaplain’s assistant. I read he had a special love for his Church. His mother was the parish youth minister for eight years. Casey told his mother he did not want to kill anyone. At the University of Maryland Cindy Sheehan said, “Killing people is wrong.”
What did they disagree about so much?
We can be more specific on these points. An interview of Cindy Sheehan was just published on the conservative/libertarian/antiwar site,
LewRockwell.com:
CS: For eight years I was a youth minister at our parish and for three of those years in high school he was in my youth group; then for three of those years in college he helped me.
TD: Tell me about his decision to join the Army.
CS: A recruiter got hold of him, probably at a vulnerable point in his life, promised him a lot of things, and didn’t fulfill one of the promises. It was May of 2000. There was no 9/11. George Bush hadn’t even happened. When George Bush became his commander-and-chief, my son’s doom was sealed. George Bush wanted to invade Iraq before he was even elected president. While he was still governor of Texas he was talking about: “If I was commander-and-chief, this is what I would do.”
Back then, my son was promised a twenty thousand dollar signing bonus. He only got four thousand dollars of that when he finished his advanced training. He was promised a laptop, so he could take classes from wherever he was deployed in the world. He never got that. They promised him he could finish college because he only had one year left when he went in the Army. They would never let him take a class. They promised him he could be a chaplain’s assistant which was what he really wanted to do; but, when he got to boot camp, they said that was full and he could be a Humvee mechanic or a cook. So he chose Humvee mechanic. The most awful thing the recruiter promised him was: Even if there was a war, he wouldn’t see combat because he scored so high on the ASVAB [Career Exploration] tests. He would only be in war in a support role. He was in Iraq for five days before he was killed in combat.
TD: Did you discuss Iraq with him at all?
CS: Yes we did. He didn’t agree with it. Nobody in our family agreed with it. He said, “I wish I didn’t have to go, Mom, but I have to. It’s my duty and my buddies are going.” I believe we as Americans have every right to, and should be willing to, defend our country if we’re in danger. But Iraq had nothing to do with keeping America safe. So that’s why we disagreed with it. He reenlisted after the invasion of Iraq, because he was told if he didn’t, he’d have to go to Iraq anyway – he’d be stop-lossed – but if he did, he’d get to choose a new MOS [military specialty] when he got home. (end excerpt)
Casey Sheehan reminds me a great deal of myself. At the college in which I chose to enroll in 1961, ROTC was mandatory for the first two years. In the spring of 1963 I gave a presentation to the ROTC class on the distant Vietnam War in which I concluded that it was not going well for our side, but it would be self-defeating for us to turn it into America’s war, because the Vietnamese were very nationalistic and would simply see us as just a replacement for the French, whose rule they had finally thrown off. Nevertheless, figuring I faced the draft anyway, and it would be better to be an officer than an enlisted man, I opted to continue in ROTC and get my commission. It could have been the worst mistake I ever made in my life. There are classmates of mine whose names are on that long black wall on the Mall. We all overestimated the wisdom and virtue of our leaders at the time, as poor Casey Sheehan seems to have done this time. The main difference between him and me, as I see it, is luck.
Kadena, Farewell
“Now boarding…for Danang, Vietnam,”
A shudder went through the hall
Among the young men around me
–Many names there bound for a wall.
As they left the island terminal,
Refreshed by a brief overnight,
Their mood was deep resignation:
Time to get into the fight.
For their return to “the world,”
Many forever would wait.
'Twas the time of the big offensive,
Midwinter of sixty-eight.
DC Dave