WHY WE ARE AT WAR…What would you do?
Published by The Tampa Pirate January 5th, 2008 in Iraq War, Islam, TerrorismA person very special to me sent this to me and I think it really hits home. Read it and tell me what your think:
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation.
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window.
He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbor’s houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United State s of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
"OK Dad, I’m pretending."
"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you see Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, and then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, son….what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?"
"I’d call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to hel p. What do you do then son?"
"Dad………. but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine.
"They don’t want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad…he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know he did…but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you’re pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children."
"Daddy…he kills them?"
"Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police don’t want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my husband says.
"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can’t stop him by myself!!"
"WHAT DO YOU DO SON ?" Our son starts to cry.
"OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?"
"What Daddy?"
"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then…he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
"Daddy…"
"WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I’d close the blinds, Daddy."
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. "Why?"
"Because Daddy…..the police are supposed to help people who needs them…and they won’t help…. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won’t help either…they won’t help me stop him…I’m afraid….I can’t do it by myself Daddy…..I can’t look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and…and…..do nothing…so….I’m just going to close the blinds…. so
I can’t see what he’s doing……..and I’m going to pretend that it is not happening."
I start to cry. My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband’s questions and he says…
"Son"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Open the blinds because that man…. he’s at your front door… "WHAT DO YOU DO?"
My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: "I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I’M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
I see a tear roll down my husband’s cheek and he grabs our son to his chest and hugs him tight, and says… ..It..s too late to fight him, he’s too strong and he’s already at YOUR front door son…..you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do what’s right, even if you have to do it alone, before its too late." my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen son THAT is the greatest atrocity in the world. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!! SUPPORT THEM!!! SUPPORT AMERICA SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS…"
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To the point. I see the UN as a enemic entity of political puppets. Certainly there is a place as long as the people of the US stand for what is right. I support the troops in Iraq. I have friends that are over there serving. I think the good outweighs the bad. I enjoyed your article.
Rusopow
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Thanks for the comment. I agree the UN is evil. We have to hang in there. We have to remember why we are fighting.
Respect
Mark
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This is an awesome way to explain the reason behind war and why sometimes it is required. If only it can be programmed into the pink belly commie liberals of the media.
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God Tony I couldn’t agree more. It is scary when you see the people with their heads in the sand (no pun intended). Thanks for commenting. BTW you have an awesome blog.
Peace
Mark
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For those of you who do not know this my name is Irma S. Chambers and almost 5 years ago I wrote “A lesson for my son”. Over the years the title has changed to “Don’t Close the Blinds”.
This analogy has taken a life of it’s own on the internet and has become something that people have debated and fought over in message boards and chat rooms. It has been read to soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan. It is on hundreds of web pages from personal blogs to companies and organizations. It has even been used by the legendary Pat Boone in an on line newspaper as a reply to Dave Letterman when he asked Bill O’Rielly “Why are we at war with Iraq, anyway?”
I am doing research about why this particular piece continues to circulate on the internet after so many years. I want to write a book that will break down the piece into several areas such as political science, psychology, and sociology to name a few. I also want to use letters from readers who tell me what this analogy made them feel.
What I am asking from you is if you have read it before….Please send me an e-mail and tell me what it made you feel when you first read it. Please be frank my feelings will not be hurt, by now I realize that people either love it or hate it… there is really no in between, however, one factor remains the same, it CAUSES AN EMOTION.
Somewhere along the way it has been plagiarized by an individual who says he is in the Air Force. Maybe he forwarded it and his name got attached to it, I don’t know. Regardless, this is my work and I am the true author. The piece is true to an extent. My son and husband DID have a conversation like this scenario when the war first started. Hence… why it was written in the first place. However, the INTENSITY is exaggerated for this simple reason… I wanted the reader to get the message my husband tried to teach our son.
If you have not read it before please do so now. It is rather long…. but that has not bothered millions of people from reading it so far. E-mail and let me know what you feel about it as well.
For all of you who e-mail me, I will save you in my address book and in the future should I decide to use what you wrote in my book, I will contact you and let you know. I will NOT be able to pay you any money for your contribution or pay you royalties. However, I will use your full name and give you credit, should I use what you write to me in my book.
Chances are publication is as far away as 24 months and I will probably end up publishing it myself. As I get near to completion I will let you all know
and have a web site set up by then so you can order the book.
Until then I am asking you all to help me launch my research and send me an e-mail about what you think of the analogy to:
irmaschambers@yahoo.com
You can go to http://iwvpa.net/chambersis/index.php to verify that I am who I say I am or to my blog at: irmasrantsraves.blogspot.com
Thank you
Irma S.Chambers
A LESSON FOR MY SON -AKA- “Don’t Close the Blind’s”
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window.
He told him:
“Son, stand there and tell me what you see?”
“I see trees and cars and our neighbor’s houses.” he replied.
“OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush.
Our son giggled and said, “OK.”
“Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country.” my husband said.
“OK Dad, I’m pretending.”
“Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and see that man come out of his house with his wife and he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and afraid of their father. You see all of this son… what do you do?”
“Dad?”
“What do you don son?!”
“I call the police, Dad.”
“OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your call, listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?!”
“Dad, but the police are supposed to help!” My son starts to whine.
“They don’t want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it.” my husband says.
“But Dad… he killed her!!” my son exclaims.
“I know he did… but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you’re pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children.”
“Daddy… he kills them?”
“Yes son, he does. What do you do?”
“Well, if the police don’t want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him.” our son says.
“Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,” my husband says.
“But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can’t stop him by myself!!”
“WHAT DO YOU DO SON?”
Our son starts to cry.
“OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?”
“What Daddy?”
“He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then.he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!”
“Daddy.”
“WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!”
Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, “I close the blinds, Daddy.”
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him.”Why?”
“Because Daddy… the police are supposed to help… people who needs it… and they won’t help. You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won’t help either… they won’t help me stop him… I’m afraid… I can’t do it by myself. Daddy… I can’t look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and… and….do nothing… so… I’m just going to close the blinds… so I can’t see what he’s doing… and I’m going to pretend that it is not happening.”
I start to cry.
My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husbands questions and he tells him. “Son”
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Open the blinds because that man. he’s at your front door. “WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!!”
My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: “I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I’M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!”
I see a tear roll down my husband’s cheek and he grabs my son to his chest and hugs him tight, and cries. “It’s too late to fight him, he’s too strong and he’s already at YOUR front door son… you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife. You have to do what’s right, even if you have to do it alone, before… it’s too late.” my husband whispers.
THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen is the greatest EVIL of all. Our President is doing what is right.
We, as a free nation, must understand that this war is a war of humanity. WE must remove this evil man from power so that we can continue to live in a free world where we are not afraid to look out our window and see crimes on humanity. So that my nine year old son won’t grow up in a world where he feels that if he just “closes” that blinds the atrocities in the world won’t affect him. Today the second day of “WAR on IRAQ” I felt compelled to write this and pass it along. Hopefully, you will understand the lesson my husband tried to teach our son.
“YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!”
Be proud to be an American. Be proud of our President. Be proud of our troops. Support them. Support America so that in the future, our children will never have to close their blinds.
©Copyright circa April 2003 by Irma S. Chambers
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Wow that is very awesome. I will send you an e-mail about it. Great work with this story.
Respect,
Mark
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The Tampa Pirate
Brandon LowThe Tampa Pirate first started boycotting Amazon back in February 2007 due to Amazon publishing, marketing and selling a pro-pedophilia book published by a known pedophile. Not only did…
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