Balls the size of Texas

     The older I get, the more convinced I become that I'm really not half as smart as I thought I was. I use to think I knew stuff but come to find out - I don't. I know a little bit about a lot of things but I dont' know a whole lot about very much. But I do know that people who join the United States Military have balls the size of Texas. I realize that they're not all the most amazing people on Earth and that they're human, just like the rest of us. But they commit to a job that I can't honestly tell you I myself would do if the pay were actually worth it. So with that being said I'd like to elaborate on something that I'm not sure I know that much about: the assassination of Osama Bin Laden...

     I don't have all of the details because I've been too tired and busy to absorb them, but I know that that terror of a terrorist is dead and that no elected official is responsible. I know that I despised George W. Bush as a president just as much as I despise Barack Obama. In my humble opinion neither of them is worth a shit as a human or as a president. Therefore I don't feel bad about saying that neither administration deserves much credit for doing anything about ridding the world of terrorists. GW got us into a costly war based on WoMD spook stories and Obama hasn't been in office long enough to do anything except scare me with tales of tax spooks. But everyone seems to have an opinion hell bent on a political victory of some sort. And all the posts and pictures and flyers and banners and propoganda in the world won't convince me that Obama killed Osama or vice versa. I'm not really a conspiracy theorist but I theorize there might be a conspiracy brewing. A conspiracy against good common sense and decency. And when Facebook battles brew over petty politics it only serves to disregard the truth. Claiming that Bush or Obama either one is responsible for the jobs our service men and women carry out is a slap in the face to every one of them who have died a world away from home in defense of our very right to disregard them. And the last time I checked, neither of the Presidents had jumped from a helicopter to storm a fortress and take down a mass murderer. They much prefer the comforts of mansions and proceeds from poorly written biographies. 

     These days I'm not really sure of what I know or what I don't know. But one thing I hope to always know, is gratitude. Gratitude for the 8 veterans in my family and for the millions of others who have served and continue to serve in our Armed Forces. And I'm smart enought to know that my balls aren't big enough to be counted among them. I just wish our politicians knew that about themselves...

***This post is attributed to my husband, who inspires me with his perspective***