By Jay Kirell
There’s a lot that really bothers me about this Bowe Bergdahl story.
It’s icky. It’s slimy. It’s filled with half-truths, rumors and five years of pent-up confusion and anger.
It bothers me that there was a foolishly-rushed news conference that Obama conducted with Bergdahl’s parents after the announcement of the transfer was made.
It bothers me that pundits and media types who have never known what it’s like to have a child go off to war make immature remarks over Bergdahl’s father because he has a really long beard.
It bothers me that the arrogant civilian media debate the value of Bergdahl’s life like they were debating the value of trades in sports.
And then there’s the soldiers who served with Bergdahl. It bothers me that they’re appearing on every news channel under the sun telling anyone who will listen what their former platoon-mate was really like.
Not because I don’t believe they have a right to speak their mind.
Not because I don’t understand what they think they’re doing.
But because I know soldiers. I know infantrymen.
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