Being a Vietnam veteran, after I was discharged from the Marines I became anti-war. It seemed reasonable to me at the time that what I was saying would happen would happen, and it did! I took a lot of shit from those pro-war assholes, you know, the draft dodgin' bunch like Repugnican Dick Cheney. My fondest desire would have been to see Dick Cheney humpin' a M-60 in the Que Sahn Mountains or driving the lead truck on a Rough Rider Resupply Convoy west on Route #9 out to the Marines who would become surrounded by the NVA (North Vietnam Army) at the Khe Sanh...
1967. With the War going on, Arlo Guthrie, eldest son of Woodie, composed this true life song. Every male upon turning 18 had to register for the draft. If you didn't you could be sent to prison. This 18 1/2 minute song is all about what Arlo experienced when he went down to Whitehall St. in New York to take his draft physical. Listen to the song- Arlo explains everything! Draft dodgin' Cheney got 5 deferments from his draft board!
Anywhoo- I got a threatenin' letter from my own draft board in 1969. I hadn't ever registered! I appeared before them in person, on my crutches, and told them to “Kiss My ASS!” What could they do? I had already done two tours.
Peace on ya! Rat
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