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Letters 08-31-2015

Inalienable Rights This is a response to the “No More State Theatre” in your August 24th edition. I think I will not be the only response to this pathetic and narrow-minded letter that seems rather out of place in the northern Michigan that I know. To think we will not be getting your 25 cents for the movie you refused to see, but more importantly we will be without your “two cents” on your thoughts of a marriage at the State Theatre...

Enthusiastically Democratic Since I was one of the approximately 160 people present at when Senator Debbie Stabenow spoke on August 14 in Charlevoix, I was surprised to read in a letter to Northern Express that there was a “rather muted” response to Debbie’s announcement that she has endorsed Hillary Clinton for president...

Not Hurting I surely think the State Theatre will survive not having the homophobic presence of Colleen Smith and her family attend any matinees. I think “Ms.” Smith might also want to make sure that any medical personnel, bank staff, grocery store staff, waiters and/or waitress, etc. are not homosexual before accepting any service or product from them...

Stay Home I did not know whether to laugh or cry when I read the letter of the extremely homophobic, “disgusted” writer. She now refuses to patronize the State Theatre because she evidently feels that its confines have been poisoned by the gay wedding ceremony held there...

Keep Away In response to Colleen Smith of Cadillac who refused to bring her family to the State Theatre because there was a gay wedding there: Keep your 25 cents and your family out of Traverse City...

Celebrating Moore And A Theatre I was 10 years old when I had the privilege to see my first film at the State Theatre. I will never forget that experience. The screen was almost the size of my bedroom I shared with my older sister. The bursting sounds made me believe I was part of the film...

Outdated Thinking This letter is in response to Colleen Smith. She made public her choice to no longer go to the State Theater due to the fact that “some homosexuals” got married there. I’m not outraged by her choice; we don’t need any more hateful, self-righteous bigots in our town. She can keep her 25 cents...

Mackinac Pipeline Must Be Shut Down Crude oil flowing through Enbridge’s 60-yearold pipeline beneath the Mackinac Straits and the largest collection of fresh water on the planet should be a serious concern for every resident of the USA and Canada. Enbridge has a very “accident” prone track record...

Your Rights To Colleen, who wrote about the State Theatre: Let me thank you for sharing your views; I think most of us are well in support of the first amendment, because as you know- it gives everyone the opportunity to express their opinions. I also wanted to thank Northern Express for not shutting down these types of letters right at the source but rather giving the community a platform for education...

No Role Model [Fascinating Person from last week’s issue] Jada quoted: “I want to be a role model for girls who are interested in being in the outdoors.” I enjoy being in the outdoors, but I don’t want to kill animals for trophy...

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Afghanistan: They‘re fighting our war all alone

Stephen Tuttle - November 9th, 2009
Afghanistan: They‘re
Fighting Our War All Alone
By Stephen Tuttle 11/9/09

Kristopher D. Rodgers.
Does that name ring a bell? No? That’s a shame.
Staff Sergeant Kristopher D. Rodgers, 29, of Sturgis, was killed in Afghanistan on August 16, 2008, when a roadside improvised explosive device (IED) detonated and destroyed his Humvee. He left behind a family, including his wife Selina and his then 3 1?2 year-old son, Kaden. Staff Sergeant Rodgers was the last Michigan resident killed in the conflicts in the Middle East at the time this column was written. It is unlikely he will be the last.
It’s not especially surprising we don’t remember those who have died in our name in Iraq or Afghanistan. As the local death toll rises – Michigan now accounts for 155 of our war dead and more than 1,000 of our wounded – we become less and less connected to the men and women we send to a part of the world most of us couldn’t find on a map.
In fact, unless a family member or close friend is in harm’s way, we have almost no connection to this war at all. Unique among all American wars, our government has asked absolutely nothing of us.
Historically, the United States fights wars with a certain determined collectivism. We can’t all answer the call to arms, but we all almost always have been asked to play some role. In World War II there was rationing, civil defense squads, rubber drives, cloth drives, metal drives and blackouts. Yes, that was a different kind of conflict. But even during our adventure into Vietnam, our most politically contentious modern war, the much-hated draft served the unintended purpose of uniting us; we all shared the same uncertainty as to whether or not our sons (young women were not drafted during that war) would receive the much-feared and reviled notification from the Selective Service. Whether we abhorred that war or supported it, we all shared the same dread. With a death toll in excess 54,000, it was also a pretty good bet our community also shared some of the grief.
In the Iran/Afghanistan wars, our government has asked virtually nothing of us. We aren’t drafted, we don’t ration, we haven’t been asked to pay higher taxes... nothing.
We’ve gone off to war and put out the home fires. More than 6,000 of our sons, daughters, fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters have now perished. The ripples of anguish expand outward impacting thousands more, but not most of us.
The injury totals move inexorably past 32,000. Those injured warriors will struggle in isolation as the rest of us go about our daily lives while we lose contact with the realities of warfare. Not our son or our daughter or our husband or our wife so we don’t much care. We dutifully lower our flags when told by the government to do so and we shake our heads in sad recognition when the rare news story about some lost hometown hero flickers across our television sets. Then we go back to Wheel of Fortune.
The signature injury of this war is traumatic brain injury. It is an injury that too often requires weeks or months of rehabilitation. Just re-learning the most mundane activities – walking, talking, reading, etc. – can be an almost endlessly frustrating ordeal. For those not so lucky, years will not help achieve even a shadow of normalcy.
But volunteerism at neuro-recovery centers is down, not up. Contributions are down, not up. Nobody is asking us to do anything. The best rehabilitation center for traumatic brain injuries and amputations, the other signature injury of this war, is a privately-funded operation in Texas. We’ve not even been asked to pay higher taxes to assist and improve the herculean efforts being made by Veterans Administration (VA) doctors and nurses to put our young men and women back together.
Those who do make it back in one piece often experience their own relentless and personal hells in the form of post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), the gift of war that keeps on giving. But VA counseling centers are understaffed and overworked. The very real psychological demons caused by PTSD are ever-present as counseling is delayed.
Homelessness, unemployment, addiction, divorce and suicide among returning vets are all above the norms for the rest of us. But there is no demand from our leaders that we do much of anything to help. After all, we’re in the midst of an economic crisis. For the politicians there is electoral advantage to be found in this fiscal mess they no longer gain by talking about the war or our warriors. With no leadership to follow we do nothing.
Bryan K. Burgess, 35, of Garden City. Minhee Kim, 20, of Ann Arbor.
Do those names ring a bell? No? That’s a shame.

Stephen Tuttle is a political consultant specializing in campaign communications. A Traverse City native, he recently returned to the area after 35 years in Phoenix.

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