Whether or not you served in Vietnam (I didn’t) the war was the largest catalyst of the 60s movement, and I felt it should be given its due. I protested the war but I never protested the soldiers who served in it, and this thread is dedicated to them. These are the most famous images from the war
I remember all those. And the enemy body count every night on TV that was supposed to mean we were winning.
I dont no if this a real memory or not but i was little kid at my friends house checking oiut his dads nudie mags and remember seeing mags kind like 'Soldier of Fortune' w/color pics of war dead. Blown up and decaying. Graphic shit!
Bob Hope, Raquel Welch and others entertained the troops while Jane Fonda entertained the North Vietnamese
Thanks for sharing these pictures. It really makes you think. As for what the United States has learned from it, from what i've seen. We haven't learned a damn thing.
That was the stupidest shit of a war anyone can imagine (with the possible exception of the current one, I suppose). I was aboard a nuclear submarine for much of it, so at least I didn't get shot at. But of course, there were buttons on my ship which if pushed could destroy 100 million people. Give or take a few hundred thousand. Anyway, I don't think Lyndon Johnson was a bad man, hell-bent on perpetuating an insane policy that in hindsight never had a snowball's chance. I do think he was misguided to an unbelievable extent. I think he really thought he was doing the right thing. Of course, 50,000 GI's might have disagreed with him. Good thread.
I was born in '70, 9ish months after my dad returned from the war, he was a Navy Corpsman. He is a gentle, quiet man, that, like ALL the veterans, he saw too much & the war emotionally destroyed him, rendering him emotionaly unavailabe. Looking at the photos here, which you did a great job putting together, literally made me cry. When I think about how the soldiers must have felt, or are still feeling like my dad, it hurts me to my core. Sending much love, positive vibes, & immense respect to all those who served, both at home & abroad....
Thank you for sharing your feelings. You've reminded me once again that there are always far more casualties in war besides the body bags. I lost my older brother in that war, and his loss still hurts to this day. You lost your father too, although in a different way. I suppose you could even say that having our hearts ripped out makes us "casualties" too.
Amen, both of you. My father was a WWII vet. Every year, on Remembrance Day, I am reminded not only of those who gave their lives, but of those who gave their innocence and their sanity. My father was and still is a good man, but how could he have ever been "normal" after that?
My heart is with all those soldiers who are still suffering as result of what they went through in vietnam , I was in Angola 1983-84 with the south african army and still have nightmares about it .War is hell , politician start the war but its the poor who are out there dying.Peace out ________________________________________________________________________ Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere, Do it somewhere far away from here -Maynard James Keenan
I have total respect for those who served, but what a waste of humanity. I remember a lot of those pictures. I want to say thank you to all who have served and to their families for what they sacraficed also.
I see some of the results here on street corners every day. Homeless vets that look the age to have been in that useless business--holding cardboard signs begging for money. There should not be one homeless vet in this country. They were used and abused and thrown away like trash. Keep those photos coming and keep bumping this thread. I think it will do some good. Thank you,Newo.
Graphic Photos but as one who remembered the newsreels, it was a time when reality struck home, and the need for protest was strong. "Lest we forget" Thanks for posting