Not to get political.

I feel like I have to say that otherwise people will think I'm some crazy conservative freak from Virginia. Not that I should give a shit. Politics have always been with me. I mean, I grew up less that 40 minutes away from the Nation's Capitol. Come on.

But we watched that video in my Women's Studies class today. And I almost cried. I mean, I would have if I wanted to let myself go, but I held on to my dignity for my dear life. It scares me to think that so many people could still be alive were it not for one man's mistakes. I know it was almost like we were the only people helping them, but still. And I felt bad because our current president has to deal with all this bullshit, and no matter how much everyone wants him to pull the troops out from Afghanistan, he knows he can't. It's kill or be killed. And he's trying to protect us. And then I was scared for you. I don't know if you're going to be sent out there, you don't talk much about it now that you finally got the job. I mean, you probably will. And I don't want you to end up like all those poor men, who kill for the joy of the game, and end up raping women of the enemy just to find answers or something ridiculous like that. No matter how much I tell you you're not, you're still innocent. And when that day comes where you kill your first, whether it be enemy or civilian (and I hope you can tell the difference,) I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

You'll be less of a human than I already am.