Home

Our sons and daughters aren’t all home yet. Some won’t be coming.

A number estimated at two hundred “or less” remain in-country and the assurances that “diplomacy” will get them out sounds like horseshit to me. After everything we’ve done to evacuate, we left people behind?

Who? Who’s left behind? Why, why the fuck would we do that? They served faithfully. They kissed a cheek goodbye and left. Then we leave them, and I don’t care how many are still there. One is too many. They will not be returned by terrorists. You know it. I know it. They capture. They torture. Not for information.

For hate.

I thought this was going to be done honorably. As Taliban forces closed in around the airport, the imperative was to be done with the operation.

The Taliban will be less forgiving than I, and I condemn the cowardly act of leaving anyone behind. It’s bad enough that we went there at all, far worse that we lost brothers and sisters there, worse still that anyone got left behind especially when we know exactly how they will die.

You heartless motherfuckers. How could you leave anyone to such a fate?

Bastards. Ah, but it’s nothing new. Is it? Like Vietnam, we just lifted off and left our people there. We don’t know how many; these days nobody flies the POW-MIA flag anymore. But we didn’t forget. We never forget.