Dear Dirty America

If you want an intimate glimpse into the total brainwashing of our US military, read the following excerpt from Chris Kyle’s book, “American Sniper: The Autobiography of the Most Lethal Sniper in U.S. Military History”. Kyle calls any Iraqi who defends his or her country “savage” and “despicable”, and he says how much he hates that evil inside of those savage people.

I’ve never been to war, and I’ve never killed anyone, so am I crazy to ask why Kyle and others with his mindset don’t see the bigger picture here? That would be the fact that the U.S. invaded Iraq, which was its own sovereign country, under the auspices of rooting out fully developed weapons of mass destruction. Does that invasion count for nothing when considering how “savagely” those Iraqis fought against the foreign, occupying army?

What are they supposed to do? Sit back and go along with the US-led invasion and occupation of their land? Support the destroying of mosques and marketplaces, homes and neighborhoods? And anybody in Iraq who doesn’t like having their families and lives destroyed are terrorists?

Are our military men and women so brainwashed that they can’t understand why a native of the country being attacked would strike back with any means they can muster? Dear Jesus, this world is a wicked, unending nightmare for some.

The woman with the grenade in the excerpt below might have been gripped in an evil spell, but there’s no way that evil was in any way disconnected from the same evil that pushed a swarm of heavily armed American troops into that country to wipe out 1.4 million Iraqis, and forcing another 4 million to flee their homes.

That is foul shit. Of course I support a strong American military, but only one that trains to defend the nation, and not an army that is used to obliterate foreign nations at the whims of a corporate-sponsored White House and Congress. This is the worst kind of karma, and it’s hanging over all of our heads.

As Kyl describes the woman he killed, and her twisted soul, and how he can stand before God with a clear conscience, I can only think, Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude.

Chris Kyl, USN Ret., and the most lethal sniper in US history, writes:

I watched our troops pull up. Ten young, proud Marines in uniform got out of their vehicles and gathered for a foot patrol. As the Americans organized, the woman took something from beneath her clothes, and yanked at it.She’d set a grenade. I didn’t realize it at first.“Looks yellow,” I told the chief, describing what I saw as he watched himself. “It’s yellow, the body–““She’s got a grenade,” said the chief. “That’s a Chinese grenade.”“Shit.”“Take a shot.”“But–““Shoot. Get the grenade. The Marines–“I hesitated. Someone was trying to get the Marines on the radio, but we couldn’t reach them. They were coming down the street, heading toward the woman.“Shoot!” said the chief.I pushed my finger against the trigger. The bullet leapt out. I shot. The grenade dropped. I fired again as the grenade blew up.It was the first time I’d killed anyone while I was on the sniper rifle. And the first time in Iraq–and the only time–I killed anyone other than a male combatant.It was my duty to shoot, and I don’t regret it. The woman was already dead. I was just making sure she didn’t take any Marines with her.It was clear that not only did she want to kill them, but she didn’t care about anybody else nearby who would have been blown up by the grenade or killed in the firefight. Children on the street, people in the houses, maybe her child…She was too blinded by evil to consider them. She just wanted Americans dead, no matter what.My shots saved several Americans, whose lives were clearly worth more than that woman’s twisted soul. I can stand before God with a clear conscience about doing my job. But I truly, deeply hated the evil that woman possessed. I hate it to this day.Savage, despicable evil. That’s what we were fighting in Iraq. That’s why a lot of people, myself included, called the enemy “savages.” There really was no other way to describe what we encountered there.People ask me all the time, “How many people have you killed?” My standard response is, “Does the answer make me less, or more, of a man?”The number is not important to me. I only wish I had killed more. Not for bragging rights, but because I believe the world is a better place without savages out there taking American lives. Everyone I shot in Iraq was trying to harm Americans or Iraqis loyal to the new government.I had a job to do as a SEAL. I killed the enemy–an enemy I saw day in and day out plotting to kill my fellow Americans. I’m haunted by the enemy’s successes. They were few, but even a single American life is one too many lost.