Youthful Naïveté

When I was about 10 years old, the United States invaded Panama. I was too young to understand the whys or whats of that operation, but it did scare the hell out of me. I decided that the rest of my life was going to be lived in an era where my country never went to war again.

And I truly believed that was a possibility. Of course, I didn't inform the goverment about my declaration. Then, 2 years later we were in Iraq. I was dismayed that my promise to myself had been broken. And that people were dying.

It's been over 15 years and that broken promise still stings like betrayal.

L'sigh.

This is not a commentary on our current foreign policies or the state of our involvment in foreign regions. It's simply a wistful look back on innocence lost.