My father was a sniper (Canadian Armed Forces) in WW2. He was 16 years old when he went off to fight the Germans. He came back from the war a very damaged young man, with 2 bullet hole scars in his back, He was shot on 2 different occasions, patched up, and sent back to fight some more. He never asked for a pat on the back. He never felt the world owed him something for his service and sacrifices and the loss of his childhood. He never spoke about his experiences, about the friends he lost, about the horrors he witnessed. He never burdened us with the nightmares and horrific memories that haunted him throughout his lifetime. He simply took them all to the grave with him. My point is that we all need to be grateful to, and always remember, the generation of men and women that sacrificed so much for us and paved the way for a wonderful life of freedom and enjoyment.
"Perfect super hero?" No, I just argued that the US has been a force of good in the world. These elderly veterans are one example of that. Moreover, I take issue with the groundless, sweeping statements you've made in your first reply. I don't know what country you're from, but I hope you'd agree that the wartime liberation of the Nazi concentration camps was a moral imperative of the highest order.
