Hope, and Resolve

  I stare out into the darkness from my post, and I watch the city burn to the ground. I smell the familiar smells, I walk through the familiar rubble, and I look at the frightened faces that watch me pass down the streets of their neighborhoods. My nerves hardly rest; my hands are steady on a device that has been given to me from my government for the purpose of taking the lives of others.

I sweat, and I am tired. My back aches from the loads I carry. Young American boys look to me to direct them in a manner that will someday allow them to see their families again…and yet, I too, am just a boy….my age not but a few years more than that of the ones I lead. I am stressed, I am scared, and I am paranoid…because death is everywhere. It waits for me, it calls to me from around street corners and windows, and it is always there. 

There are the demons that follow me, and tempt me into thoughts and actions that are not my own…but that are necessary for survival. I’ve made compromises with my humanity. And I am not alone in this. Miles from me are my brethren in this world, who walk in the same streets…who feel the same things, whether they admit to it or not.

And to think, I volunteered for this…

And I am ignorant to the rest of the world…or so I thought.

But even thousands of miles away, in Ramadi, Iraq, the cries and screams and complaints of the ungrateful reach me. In a year, I will be thrust back into society from a life and mentality that doesn’t fit your average man. And then, I will be alone. And then, I will walk down the streets of America, and see the yellow ribbon stickers on the cars of the same people who compare our President to Hitler.

I will watch the television and watch the Cindy Sheehans, and the Al Frankens, and the rest of the ignorant sheep of America spout off their mouths about a subject they know nothing about. It is their right, however, and it is a right that is defended by hundreds of thousands of boys and girls scattered across the world, far from home. I use the word boys and girls, because that’s what they are. In the Army, the average age of the infantryman is nineteen years old. The average rank of soldiers killed in action is Private First Class.

People like Cindy Sheehan are ignorant. Not just to this war, but to the results of their idiotic ramblings, or at least I hope they are. They don’t realize its effects on this war. In this war, there are no Geneva Conventions, no cease fires. Medics and Chaplains are not spared from the enemy’s brutality because it’s against the rules. I can only imagine the horrors a military Chaplain would experience at the hands of the enemy. The enemy slinks in the shadows and fights a coward’s war against us. It is effective though, as many men and women have died since the start of this war. And the memory of their service to America is tainted by the inconsiderate remarks on our nation’s news outlets. And every day, the enemy changes…only now, the enemy is becoming something new. The enemy is transitioning from the Muslim extremists to Americans. The enemy is becoming the very people whom we defend with our lives. And they do not realize it. But in denouncing our actions, denouncing our leaders, denouncing the war we live and fight, they are isolating the military from society…and they are becoming our enemy.

Democrats and peace activists like to toss the word “quagmire” around and compare this war to Vietnam. In a way they are right, this war is becoming like Vietnam. Not the actual war, but in the isolation of country and military. America is not a nation at war; they are a nation with its military at war. Like it or not, we are here, some of us for our second, or third times; some even for their fourth and so on. Americans are so concerned now with politics, that it is interfering with our war. 

Terrorists cut the heads off of American citizens on the internet…and there is no outrage, but an American soldier kills an Iraqi in the midst of battle, and there are investigations, and sometimes soldiers are even jailed…for doing their job.

It is absolutely sickening to me to think our country has come to this. Why are we so obsessed with the bad news? Why will people stop at nothing to be against this war, no matter how much evidence of the good we’ve done is thrown in their face? When is the last time CNN or MSNBC or CBS reported the opening of schools and hospitals in Iraq? Or the leaders of terror cells being detained or killed?  It’s all happening, but people will not let up their hatred of President Bush. They will ignore the good news, because it just might show people that Bush was right.

America has lost its will to fight. It has lost its will to defend what is right and just in the world. The crazy thing of it all is that the American people have not even been asked to sacrifice a single thing. It’s not like World War II, where people rationed food and turned in cars to be made into metal for tanks. The American people have not been asked to sacrifice anything. Unless you are in the military or the family member of a servicemember, its life as usual…the war doesn’t affect you.

But it affects us. And when it is over and the troops come home and they try to piece together what’s left of them after their service…where will the detractors be then? Where will the Cindy Sheehans be to comfort and talk to soldiers and help them sort out the last couple years of their lives, most of which have been spent dodging death and wading through the deaths of their friends? They will be where they always are, somewhere far away, where the horrors of the world can’t touch them. Somewhere where they can complain about things they will never experience in their lifetime; things that the young men and women of America have willingly taken upon their shoulders.

We are the hope of the Iraqi people. They want what everyone else wants in life: safety, security, somewhere to call home. They want a country that is safe to raise their children in. Not a place where their children will be abducted, raped and murdered if they do not comply with the terrorists demands. They want to live on, rebuild and prosper. And America has given them the opportunity, but only if we stay true to the cause and see it to its end. But the country must unite in this endeavor…we cannot place the burden on our military alone. We must all stand up and fight, whether in uniform or not. And supporting us is more than sticking yellow ribbon stickers on your cars. It’s supporting our President, our troops and our cause.

Right now, the burden is all on the American soldiers. Right now, hope rides alone. But it can change, it must change. Because there is only failure and darkness ahead for us as a country, as a people, if it doesn’t.

Let’s stop all the political nonsense, let’s stop all the bickering, let’s stop all the bad news and let’s stand and fight!

Isn’t that what America is about anyway?

Hope Rides Alone by Sergeant Eddie Jeffers, February 1, 2007

Sgt. Eddie Jeffers was killed in Iraq on September 19, 2007. He was 23.

UPDATED: Rest in Peace Sgt. Eddie Jeffers… 2 Other Pieces Written by Sgt. Jeffers

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7 responses to “Hope, and Resolve

  1. Kathleen

    I saw your post just now on Blackfive. Thank you for letting us know. Sergeant Jeffers, a hero who stood up for the rest of us, will never be forgotten. My heart aches for his family. God Bless them. May He wrap His arms around them and comfort them.

  2. I wish I was as confident as you that SGT Jeffers will never be forgotten. If current trends continue it will soon become a thought crime to consider him a hero.

  3. Kathleen

    I corresponded with his Dad earlier this year. I should have said…I…will never forget him, or his Dad or his family. Put me down for cell #4. ONE TEAM, ONE FIGHT.

  4. rochester_veteran

    I became acquainted with Eddie Jeffers and his Dad, Dave, back in February 2007, when “Hope Rides Alone” was making its grass roots way across the Internet. Eddie wrote from the heart with “Hope Rides Alone” and that essay touched my heart as well… and it also touched a nerve.

    You see, when I read “Hope Rides Alone” , it was on the Rochester, NY Democrat and Chronicle Internet Forum and I was battling the lefties that post there. Those people (the lefties) seek to tear down America’s great traditions and beliefs and they jumped all over Eddie’s essay. I wrote to his Dad, Dave and asked him to join in as well as Eddie. Both Dave and Eddie took the time and posted and I do believe that the lefties were taken aback by it; they thought “Hope Rides Alone” was something that was made up by some right wing nutjob (as they call conservatives like me).

    I developed an email friendship with Dave Jeffers from that time on. Dave was a career military man and served our country for over 20 years. I’m a Vietnam Era USAF veteran and I love our country and I also love the Lord Jesus Christ, as Dave and Eddie.

    When I read Dave’s email about Eddie’s Death this morning, I was stunned. A young man taken at the age of 23. Besides the Jeffers family, Eddie leaves behind his young wife, Stephanie. I do feel the grief the family is feeling and I will keep them all in my prayers. I know that Eddie is in Heaven with Jesus!

  5. Sgt Jeffers was the ultimate American and a true Warrior.
    He will be an inspiration to generations of future Warriors.
    He has truly left his mark on 100’s of thousands of us, and we will never forget him.

  6. Spacetrucker

    Semper Fi, Sgt. Jeffers – your sacrifice was not in vain, and there are MANY here who do support what you gave your life for.

  7. Chgogalnorthsider

    I haven’t ((((PINGED))) you in a bit. But this letter written by a Soldier who died for us September 19, 2007 is a MUST read. Please, take time to read this touching well written email. We, here, safe and sound back home have a responsibility to our Military.

    We need to keep in mind that thousands upon thousand of our wonderful Soldiers/Marines/Airmen/Sailors might serve under Obama/Hillary if we do not get our butts in gear.

    After reading this don’t you agree we must unite and fight for our Military? Never forget Vietnam. We cannot fail our Military come this November. Not again! Not now! Not ever!