1968 was a Motherfuck of a Year

I got into a cyber-discussion with a Vietnam era vet who claimed she'd been spat upon and called a "baby-killer" by protesters.

I doubt if there's enough spittle in the world for all of 'em to have received that treatment. But it's become a standard phrase I've heard. So I'm resigned to accept their accounts at face value,

My experience with vets returning from "The 'Nam" was entirely different. They had the best weed, after all, and the one guy who did two years in the pen for resisting the draft could roll a perfect doobie one-handed. A thing of beauty to behold.

Henry Waggoner was a Sargent in the Marine Corps. He advised me how to get out of the draft. I was 18 and just out of high school debate and we got to talking about the war.

Henry leaned forward and said, "The only-est thing you need to know about The 'Nam is you don't wanna go."