Reply #30: Downright damn ridiculous

[Morgana LaFey]

It's hard for me to imagine people ignorant enough to harass you that way, and that they're DUers too. You may not want to hear this, but the very BEST way to stop them is to get to a point that kind of trashiness doesn't bother you any more.

And while I don't usually enter into them, I think the spitting vs. there was no spitting arguments at DU are the height of ridiculousness as well.

On a positive note, the one thing -- the one lesson -- we did seem to learn from Vietnam is that we can be against the war with all the vehemence it deserves and STILL love and support our troops. I'm very proud that that's the case (depsite what the freepers think).

Feb. 24, 1969. My 21st birthday. I took myself to a nice restaurant -- all by myself (sniff, sniff) -- and bought myself my first legal drink. DH (first husband) came home from Bien Hoa airbase, where he was stationed, about 3 weeks later. LOL. His flight (a red eye from the west coast) arrived about 7 or 8 a.m. I couldn't figure out what was "wrong" with him when he got off the plane -- a little stiff, a little aloof, very strange. He'd been drinking all night long. He was just trying to appear really, really sober.