On Monday, your superior correspondents observed Veterans Day and, as is Jorge's habit, he turned on talk radio to listen for a few minutes. He was puzzled (not too puzzled, however, as he sort of expected this) to hear the host opine that "the liberals and elitists" don't really like those in the armed forces or in law enforcement — that they have an attitude of "superiority" (P&J do claim superiority, though not in this regard).
It is unfortunate that the talk show host and anyone stupid enough to agree with him about this off-the-wall statement did not have access to Jorge's Facebook page — and, he would suspect, those of other card-carrying liberals.
Jorge put up a post that said: "My father, Army Air Corps, CBI (China, Burma, India), WWII, 3 Distinguished Flying Crosses. My grandfather, WWI, France, 101st Engineers. Thank you." In the next 17 hours, 83 people "liked" the post and 40 others added comments, mostly about the military service of their fathers, mothers, uncles, brothers, and sisters. Many posted amazing stories of World War II-era grit and courage.
Most of Jorge's friends are of the elitist, liberal persuasion (if by "elitist" the talk host means one who is well-educated, well-read, and has a deep appreciation for culture). And the thousands of friends of friends who pop up in Jorge's Facebook newsfeed, judging from the postings he was seeing throughout the election season, are overwhelmingly people of the same sort. Many of them are fellow artists and they were all posting pictures of their fathers in uniform and brothers or sisters currently serving overseas. Support for our veteran and our military was overwhelming.
So what are we to make of this? Nothing we don't already know: sometimes the talk radio yakkers are full of shit and do not know what they are talking about.
But let us close with something more uplifting — a story from Jorge's father, which takes us to Nepal during World War II. He had always told J. that he never saw any "combat," but when father and son were looking at some of the elder's pictures one day (snapshots of the Taj Mahal, etc.), they came upon a photo of a plane that he worked on as a radio man and mechanic.
As with many WWII veterans, he rarely talked about anything that happened to him during the war, but he remembered that one day he was tending to the wing of this plane. He heard a buzz in the air and, very quickly, a Japanese plane was bearing down on him. The plane was so close that he saw the Japanese pilot's eyes as the gunner opened fire. "I don't know if I jumped or the force of the explosion did it, but I wound up in a culvert about 20 feet away from the plane," he said.
Jorge is sure that in his father's mind, because he didn't charge up the beach at Normandy or engage in a firefight on one of the Pacific islands, he didn't see "combat." That's who these people were. They helped build most of the good things in this world and they forged the freedom we enjoy. Jorge, a proud liberal elitist, salutes them.