Rant Alert and Things Better Left Unsaid

I have a burr up my ass. A big one. And it's been eating away at me for quite some time now. I just didn't realize how pissed I was until a few weeks ago.

My boss's wife stopped by my office with some promotional material for a project she is involved with, Quilts For Valour. D is very into basket weaving,(insert your own joke here)quilting and other crafts. I was scanning the material when:

D: Since we can't do anything about the President, I wanted to get involved in this.
RM: *blink* Well ,that's nice that you can do something for the soldiers.
D: Of, that's right, you have a boy in the service. Aren't you just sick about it?
RM: I have several. And, no.

That was as polite as I could be. Then a few days ago, one of the drivers asked about my "vacation" and where I had gone.

RM: I went to Ft. Hood to help out one of my sons.
Driver: Is that an Army base?
RM: Yep, it is.
Driver: You've got a son in the Army?
RM: Several.
Driver: My God, woman, you must be scared to death, what with Bush's war and all. He's not going over to that fucking mess, is he?

What drives me nuts about all this is that something I take alot of pride in, having sons that want to serve their country, is the source of pity from others.
What.The.Fuck!!

This happens all the time, and I am fucking tired of it. Take your pity and your Leftist bullshit and shove it up your ass!

I am PROUD of my husband, who served for over 20 years and is very sorry that his war finished too soon and our boys are trying to finish it.

I am PROUD of my boys for the men they have become.

If you can't relate to that, kindly stop trying to talk to me.