[QUOTE=Psycho4Bud]In Febrary 1971 when I returned home, besides the lame questions of how many babies did I have to kill and how many villages did I help burn down, I had a little incident on a NYC bus. Wearing my Marine uniform with my ribbons from Vietnam (including my Purple Heart), the bus driver said that I could get on the bus for free, but I had to sit in the back of the bus. He didn't want me to cause any trouble.
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Out of respect for the majority of military people that do not engage in that behavior, I didn??t bring up the fact that some American soldiers in Vietnam DID commit atrocities and war crimes

An "underground" comic, DEVIANT SLICE FUNNIES (The Print Mint, 1972), had a Time Magazine parody (below) on the back cover, drawn by cartoonist Greg Irons, which I still have. War is ANYTHING but ??funny?, as this drawing shows. It??s very graphic, but is more in keeping with the anti-war movement's goal of "bring the boys home" of the time, and more important, than an unfortunate random incident of monument destruction that is mentioned by the vet in your reference.

If we hadn't demanded an end to it, Nixon would probably have continued it until many more were killed or wounded.

There were 10 million Americans under arms during the [Vietnam] war. Of the 2.7 million Americans served in the Vietnam war, 300,000 were wounded in action, and 75,000 were disabled. Of the casualties listed on The Wall, approximately 1,300 remain missing in action. "The average age was 19, America's youngest combatants." Note: http://www.war-stories.com/dab-poss-body-count-1965.htm

Over 58,000 Americans were killed, and we still do not know why.
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