In 2015, I used Pearl Harbor Day as a jumping off place to discuss the decision to go to war in Iraq.
In 2016, I used Pearl Harbor Day as a jumping off place to discuss Japanese Internment.
In 2017, I am even less able to salute and shout hallelujah than I was on the last two times Pearl Harbor Day rolled around. Things are even worse than they were then.
Do I think we were shouldn’t have retaliated to the Pearl Harbor attack? Don’t be absurd.
Do I support disarmament? I wish I could, but it would be national suicide.
Am I a veteran? Yes; and I would love to be the last veteran.
Am I a pacifist? Don’t I wish. I would love to live long enough to be able to say yes to that, but I won’t. Neither will you, and you are younger than I am.
There are times when we have to fight and Pearl Harbor signaled one of those times, but our national default setting should not be attack. We should fight rarely, and only when necessary. For many years now, we have been doing a terrible job of deciding when to fight, so I find it hard to wave the flag. Someone might think that means I’m ready to start shooting.
Tomorrow is Pearl Harbor Day. It is also the forty-fifth anniversary of the last manned moon launch. I think I’ll write about that.