Hmmm, well, a war is generally multifaceted. That is to say, there are a LOT of different aspects and points of view. The government, The soldiers, The people, and The other country involved with their many facets. I can give you a piece of what the people say, that being the opinion of me, I can also give you what opinion poles say that the people say. I could give you what the government says and what some soldiers say. I could even give you a little of what the other country says. There is so much involved in a war.
Boy, I don't know if any of that made any sense at all. . . But, now on to what I think about this war.
War is a hard topic to discuss, I think because there is so much involved. When 911 happened I saw the American people (most of them and this is from the point of view of a pre-teen) backing Bush in just about anything he wanted to do because they were scared and pissed. I was in the 7th grade and I remember how I felt that day, numb. I don't think that I could fully comprehend what I was seeing on the screen of my homeroom class even if I was an adult. Bush took action and we were ready to kick ass! But as things progressed I began to see the people straying from this backing of Bush. I saw people who were just plain tired of the war, people who were grieving for their lost loved ones, and people who thought it was a conspiracy all along. I sat in the midst of this. . .opinionless.
We didn't talk about it much in school except for a few students who had big mouths and big opinions who thought we should leave Iraq to rot. A few people even thought we should drop an A bomb on them and dust our hands off.
As I progressed into adulthood I still didn't have much to say about it. This is not to say that I didn't spend time thinking about it. First I decided that the people of Iraq didn't want us there and we should certainly leave them alone! What good were we doing forcing ourselves on them? Then I came to the frame of mind that maybe it was all just a crock of bull. . . Maybe it was all Bush working to gain whatever he sat to gain. But. . .there was just too much involved. I just couldn't work things out in my head.
Now I'm a mature adult and I still don't REALLY know how I feel about the war. A part of me wishes we'd pull out and leave Iraq to itself and a part of me knows there's much more to it than just that. But I guess that in eight years I still sit here numb and no matter how much I've grown or learned there seems to be still too much for me to comprehend. . .