DAVID GELERNTER ON LESSONS FROM VIETNAM:

We put them in those rowboats — we antiwar demonstrators, we sophisticated, smart guys. The war was nearly over when I graduated from high school. But high school students were old enough to demonstrate. They were old enough to feel superior to the fools who were running the government. And they were old enough to have known better. They were old enough to have understood what communist regimes had cost the world in suffering, from the prisons of Havana to the death camps of Siberia.

Today we are haunted, in thinking about Iraq, by the fact that a noisy, self-important, narcissistic minority talked the United States into betraying its allies. (Loyalty didn’t mean a lot to antiwar demonstrators; honor didn’t mean a lot.) We betrayed our allies and hurried home, to introspect. They stayed on, to suffer. We were eager to make love, not war, but the South Vietnamese weren’t offered that option. Their alternatives were to knuckle under or die.

It was my fault, mine personally; I was part of the antiwar crowd and I’m sorry. But my apology is too late for the South Vietnamese dead. All I can do is join the chorus in shouting, “No more Vietnams!” No more shrugging off tyranny; no more deserting our friends; no more going back on our duties as the strongest nation on Earth.

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