I was aware of the war in Korea. I played war games as those a mere decade older were actually fighting it.
Then there was the Cold War. Surely, no one would designate that as a time of peace. Although hostilities existed in a surreal universe of diplomacy, weapons were constantly pointed and threats hurled daily while surrogates died in very real, un-cold battles. Of course I was fully aware of it. My classmates and I watched films instructing us to duck and cover at the flash of a bright light. Neither the Doctrine of Containment nor Detente created peace. They merely held the war over our heads in suspended animation until the Cuban Missile Crisis. That's when those with their heads in the sand received a quick kick in their behinds and even they had to acknowledge that peace was illusory.
The War on Terror followed after the one brief period of peace that we enjoyed. Reagan's peace. In those few moments our hearts beat gladly as the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics collapsed and America was left alone on the list of the World's Super Powers. Some even ventured to dub it the Pax Americana.
Sadly there are those who will deny the truth of my last paragraph. They will respond with ideological spleen to disclaim it. I wonder why. Is peace so abhorrent to them? It must be. They are the ones who today espouse the changing of America. To them I offer congratulations. They have succeeded. They have taken control of the schools and children, such as the young Boy Scout who inspired this posting, are being taught a perverted vision of America's past. The government has grown cancer-like until it no longer resembles the blueprint found in the Constitution. The legislators have become irrelevant stooges of progressive causes. The President has become the idol of a cult of personality. The Court elevates Freedom from Responsibility to the detriment of all other freedoms.
God help America...