When I first joined the Navy I was a pretty angry guy. I was any recuiter's dream come true. Young, healthy, poor, confused... the next thing I knew I was in boot camp. The Navy generally suited me just fine and I did pretty well in my brief career. On my last home-cycle I bought a small camper and parked it on the beach. Sitting there with my dog staring out at the ocean I realized I could no longer rationalize supporting the present administration and felt that in order to respect myself I needed to end my military service. So I did. Now I feel obligated to tell others about exactly what it is the US miltary does overseas and let them know the true cost of our american way of life.