Some years ago, when my country demanded it of me, I spent four years of my life, one in a war zone, helping protect the world from Russian thugs. To a large extent, and according to general consensus, we failed when the country we defended yielded to Communism.
In a larger context, though, we and our country accomplished much in a global economic sense. The U.S.S.R. supported the country where we fought and that support, accompanied by other efforts at world domination, cost a lot. In short, we bled Russia dry. Our system worked. Hers didn't.
And the wall came tumbling down. A global power saw itself demolished from within.
But wait.
The idea of destruction from within took sprout like a spring seed planted in warm soil.
If guns and cannons didn't work, what might? Could it be money? The lure of wealth and power is much greater than love of country. Why not try it?
We now, therefore, sit seemingly helpless as our country, the beloved one to whom I gave those four years, falls from a rot within. We may be one of the few countries in history that chose its destruction in a fair election. Russia will gloat as she changes the flag I love. I'm too old to care.
But I do.
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