Homosexuals in the Military: just say no

Were you in the military?  I was.  We take group showers, run around naked, and generally act with no concern as to who is watching us.  We are all women right?  Now, add into that mix a man.  What is he thinking as we all shower together, surrounded by fifty wet naked female bodies?  What is he looking at when I bend over in front of him to pull on my panties?  Why does my choice to serve my country make me have to expose my self to him in this intimate way?


The above scenerio is what is wrong with allowing homosexuals to serve in the military.  


I am not homophobic.  It is not my place to judge what another human being does.  God does that quite well without my help. My opposition to this law has nothing to do with the sexual choices of a small group of citizens and everything to do with respecting the youth who choose to enter the employ of the government in military service.  What I am is a veteran with a REAL understanding of the situations that are presented in the sort communal living that is part and parcel of military life.  I would not have wanted to have been forced to expose my genitals to a man on a daily basis yet allowing homosexuals to serve in the military is, in effect, assuring that will happen.  


You see, boys and girls, homosexuals are sexually attracted to people of the same gender so it follows that the military should not place them in intimate situations with same sex individuals.  That would be like putting men and women together in boot camp, in communal showers, sleeping next to each other, every minute of every day.  Would you want that?  Would you want your daughter or son to be exposed in such a sexual way by our government?  The heterosexuals become unwitting victims of sexual voyeurism and it is condoned by the law.  Whose civil rights are being tromped on...really!


I do not understand how such a small percentage of the population can dictate such ridiculous terms to the United States Government. 

God's Plan

I love my job.  It is not what I thought I would be doing when I was a kid.  At first, when I was very small and in Miss McConnell's dance school, I thought I would be a ballerina.  Then, I realized my true calling was movie star.  Every day of my life was an act...I acted like nothing was wrong and everyone believed me.  I used to practice my Oscar speech over and over.  It was so humble yet profound.  Then, in high school, I realized I had to DO something so I figured I would be an artist.  I had lots of natural talent and always drew.  I have a good eye and it was easy for me.  Unfortunately, I was too into the party and not the study and college dropped away, just like all of my childhood dreams.  Lost in the 70's, like many of use were then, I waitressed.  It was good money.  I partied and worked and smiled at the rude people who expected the world for a 50¢ tip. I had to migrate.  Knowing I was too hyper to sit still and that I needed to make a living AWAY from small town USA, I joined the Navy and became a metal worker.  Loved it, made money at it and when I left the USN I got a job making good bucks.  I could weld ANYTHING because I understood heat (having been a fire bug from way back) and was a hard worker.  Then along came my sons.  I stayed home with them (thank you God) to raise them and be with them and give them every little bit of love and life and whatever it is that Mom's give to son's and I worked so hard to not make the mistakes my parent's made and to give them all the good things that my parents gave me.  Then I had to go to work.  I prayed.  I went to nursing school. 

All of this, all of the false careers that were mere blips in His true intention for me, all of this and I really, really love my job.  Thank you God, you have been faithful and true while I have been skeptical and unbelieving.  I hated you for letting me be so hurt and destroyed (the suffering made me a more compassionate nurse).  I learned how to act like I wasn't dying inside ( that made me a rock of a  nurse).  I feared that You would see how rotten I felt (That made me a humble nurse).  I felt I had to do it all myself (that made me an efficient nurse).  I learned how to trouble shoot (that made me understand the human body).   I mothered (what patient doesn't need a little motherly love?).  I doubted you but You never doubted me.  You had a plan.  You always do.