Sixty years ago, a neighbor of mine was driving home. Not a hundred-yards from his door, a youngster darted in front of this car. He hit and killed the child. For at least the next ten years, when I was drafted and left home, he never sat behind the steering wheel of a car. PTSD.
Twenty years ago, my wife, with son and daughter in tow, was in a bank, when an armed robber made an unauthorized withdrawal. It is only in recent years, she will go into a bank. PTSD. (I am pleased to tell you the robber was captured and died in prison.)
PTSD isn't just a disorder for veterans. A child who has suffered abuse may have PTSD. However, it hits veterans with a terrible frequency, and no one should have to ask why. Being a part of gruesome death and destruction is going to yield symptoms like the thousand-yard stare, shell shock, and a host of others that aren't so obvious. How can anyone imagine that seeing a friend blown to bits, or seeing body parts strewn about, or seeing horribly wounded children isn't going to have a negative psychological effect?
Veterans Administration treatment centers and hospitals have vast numbers of G.I's who suffer from PTSD, and there are probably many, many more who try to deal with their symptoms by themselves. As an instance, I have yet to meet a veteran who likes M-80's being set off by "patriots" who celebrate their independence by blowing things up. There's a touch of PTSD for you.
This problem demands treatment, not politicization by an attention-seeking shrew who wants us to believe her well-publicized maternal failings are the fault of President Obama. Sarah Palin was more than happy to tell us about her brave G.I. son, who until her Vice-Presidential candidacy, received more attention from cops than the national press. It's all about politics for her. Indeed, the night Track was drunk, threatening his female friend, and brandishing an AR-15 knockoff, she was flying out to meet the bombastic chicken hawk, Donald Trump.
Then, at Trump's urging, he says, Ms. Palin tells us she discovered her son had come home "hardened". So, she told us all about it and why it was the President's fault. How her son's PTSD escaped her attention she doesn't say. After all, they did live in the same place, and you'd think a mother would notice some of the changes in a hardened son. She didn't notice he needed treatment, and she doesn't notice that this kid shouldn't be anywhere near firearms or liquor. Nope. This problem is President Obama's.
Actually, the truth is, it's Track's problem, and unless I misunderstand the concept of "personal responsibility" and "traditional family values", Ms. Palin should be rushing home to help. Of course, she's not, she's too busy doing the Stump for Trump.
PTSD isn't about politics, and if Palin had a scintilla of shame, she would apologize to America and offer help to her son. It's not as though political whoring hasn't lined her pockets.
So, she would leave us with the impression that PTSD could be cured, stopped overnight, all veterans returned to normal if only President Obama would do the job for which Republicans refuse to pay.
PTSD demands our attention, not just for veterans, but for anyone who suffers from this disorder. It doesn't need the insipid raving of Sarah Palin, and her sponsor of ignorance, Donald Trump.