WHY
Don't Close Your Blinds
> >
> > The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war.
> > My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I
>> were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve
>> and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give
>> him a good explanation.
> > My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in
> > our front living room window. He told him: "Son, stand there and tell me
> > what you see?"
> > "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.
> > "OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United
> > States of America and you are President Bush."
> >
> > Our son giggled and said "OK."
> > "Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house
>> and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
> > "OK Dad, I'm pretending."
> > "Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and see that man
> > come out of his house with his wife and he has her by the hair and is
> > hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he
> > throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death.
> > Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are crying, they are
> > watching this but do nothing because they are kids and afraid of their
> > father. You see all of this son.... what do you do?"
> >
> > "Dad?"
> >
> > "What do you do son?"
> >
> > "I call the police, Dad."
> > "OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your
> > call, listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you
> > do then son?"
> >
> > "Dad, but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine.
> > "They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place or
> > your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband
> > says "But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims. "I know he did...but
> > the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that
> > window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is
>> Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children."
> >
> > "Daddy...he kills them?"
> >
> > "Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
> >
> > "Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door
> > neighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
> >
> > "Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get
> > involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,"
> > my husband says.
> >
> > "But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
> >
> > "WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.
> >
> > "OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask
> > for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and
> > puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?" "What Daddy?"
> >
> > "He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her
> > door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and
> > then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in he window
> > and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > "Daddy..."
> >
> > "WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I close the
> > blinds, Daddy."
> >
> > My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him...
> > "Why?"
> >
> > "Because Daddy.....the police are supposed to help...people who needs
> > it...and they won't help....You always say that neighbors are supposed to
> > HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop
> > him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself ...Daddy.....I can't look out my
> > window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do
> > nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds....so I can't see what
> > he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."
> >
> > I start to cry.
> >
> > My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window,
>> looking
> > pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husbands questions and he tells
> > him..."Son"
> >
> > "Yes, Daddy."
> >
> > "Open the blinds because that man.... he's at your front door...
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up
> > his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation
> > he says:
> > "I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY
> > SISTER,
> > DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
> >
> > I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs my son to his
> > chest and hugs him tight, and cries..."It's too late to fight him, he's too
> > strong and he's already at YOUR front door son.....you should have
> > stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife. You have to do what's right, even if you
> > have to do it alone, before......it's too late." my husband whispers.
> >
> > THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When
> > good men stand by and let evil happen is the greatest EVIL of all.
> >
> > Our President is doing what is right. We, as a free nation, must
> > understand that this war is a war of humanity. WE must remove evil men
> > from power so that we can continue to live in a free world where we are not
> > afraid to look out our window. So that my nine year old son won't grow up
>> in a world where he feels that if he just "closes" that blinds the atrocities in the
> > world won't affect him. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT!
> > EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!"
> >
> > BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN!
> > BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!!
> > SUPPORT THEM!!!
> > SUPPORT AMERICA!!
> > SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR
> > BLINDS..."
> >"GOD BLESS AMERICA AND GOD BLESS THE FREEDOM WE CHERRISH"
VOTE BUSH
> >
> > The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war.
> > My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I
>> were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve
>> and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give
>> him a good explanation.
> > My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in
> > our front living room window. He told him: "Son, stand there and tell me
> > what you see?"
> > "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.
> > "OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United
> > States of America and you are President Bush."
> >
> > Our son giggled and said "OK."
> > "Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house
>> and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
> > "OK Dad, I'm pretending."
> > "Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and see that man
> > come out of his house with his wife and he has her by the hair and is
> > hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he
> > throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death.
> > Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are crying, they are
> > watching this but do nothing because they are kids and afraid of their
> > father. You see all of this son.... what do you do?"
> >
> > "Dad?"
> >
> > "What do you do son?"
> >
> > "I call the police, Dad."
> > "OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your
> > call, listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you
> > do then son?"
> >
> > "Dad, but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine.
> > "They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place or
> > your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband
> > says "But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims. "I know he did...but
> > the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that
> > window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is
>> Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children."
> >
> > "Daddy...he kills them?"
> >
> > "Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
> >
> > "Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door
> > neighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
> >
> > "Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get
> > involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,"
> > my husband says.
> >
> > "But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
> >
> > "WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.
> >
> > "OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask
> > for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and
> > puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?" "What Daddy?"
> >
> > "He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her
> > door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and
> > then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in he window
> > and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > "Daddy..."
> >
> > "WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I close the
> > blinds, Daddy."
> >
> > My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him...
> > "Why?"
> >
> > "Because Daddy.....the police are supposed to help...people who needs
> > it...and they won't help....You always say that neighbors are supposed to
> > HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop
> > him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself ...Daddy.....I can't look out my
> > window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do
> > nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds....so I can't see what
> > he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."
> >
> > I start to cry.
> >
> > My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window,
>> looking
> > pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husbands questions and he tells
> > him..."Son"
> >
> > "Yes, Daddy."
> >
> > "Open the blinds because that man.... he's at your front door...
>> "WHAT DO YOU DO?"
> >
> > My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up
> > his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation
> > he says:
> > "I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY
> > SISTER,
> > DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!"
> >
> > I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs my son to his
> > chest and hugs him tight, and cries..."It's too late to fight him, he's too
> > strong and he's already at YOUR front door son.....you should have
> > stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife. You have to do what's right, even if you
> > have to do it alone, before......it's too late." my husband whispers.
> >
> > THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When
> > good men stand by and let evil happen is the greatest EVIL of all.
> >
> > Our President is doing what is right. We, as a free nation, must
> > understand that this war is a war of humanity. WE must remove evil men
> > from power so that we can continue to live in a free world where we are not
> > afraid to look out our window. So that my nine year old son won't grow up
>> in a world where he feels that if he just "closes" that blinds the atrocities in the
> > world won't affect him. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT!
> > EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!"
> >
> > BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN!
> > BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!!
> > SUPPORT THEM!!!
> > SUPPORT AMERICA!!
> > SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR
> > BLINDS..."
> >"GOD BLESS AMERICA AND GOD BLESS THE FREEDOM WE CHERRISH"
VOTE BUSH