Feeling a little passionate today…there’s your warning. I watch the bullshit (that’s as nice as I could get) that is happening in America…projected hatred and a fight for perceived power and I stay in a constant state of, “are you kidding me and what can I do to help?” Man, it’s confusing as hell.

It’s 2017 and I’m seeing “white supremacists” march, carry weapons, torches and swastikas and project violence toward people of color, different ethnic populations, the LGBTQ community, and anyone else that doesn’t “fall in line” with their fearful and intolerant views.

Dear White Supremacist, before I give you some thoughts about becoming a more open-minded and loving human being, I’d like to acknowledge that I believe you are in desperate need of finding out why you’re so scared.

I get that it’s very painful to walk around in fear of having something taken from you. But, what exactly are you afraid of losing? America? Your heritage? Your rights to this country that I’m pretty damn positive belonged to Native Americans long before white European Americans showed up? Are you scared because some other white person told you this is “the way?”

Okay, done acknowledging…you’re welcome.

So, are you ready to really make a difference? Awesome…because I totally have the solution. Drum roll…Join the military! If you care so much about “preserving your place in America” then do something about it…do something that will help your country. Because what you’re currently doing is not preserving anything, other than ignorance, narrow-mindedness, racism, and hatred, all in the name of what…your rights?

What gives you those rights? Breathing? Blood? A pulse? A human body? That’s fascinating, as all the people you are projecting your hatred toward also breathe from their lungs, have blood coursing through their veins, and have a human heart that is protected by their human body.

So truly, what have you done, other than believe the answer is “white people?” Come on already.

Still with me, white supremacist? Cool.

Here’s why I believe you need a “service” intervention. What gives you those rights is people who served long before you decided that you were so special. My birth into the Navy was what some parents call a pregnancy after 10 years without a child, “my greatest mistake.” It saved my life, in many ways, and made me a part of a wonderfully huge blended family of veterans.

Military service might kick a little sense into you and really serve you, as it teaches all of us how to co-exist (in very tight quarters I might add) with other humans, of all backgrounds. We blend…we serve…we are a family…a team on a mission…we are the ones that really do want to protect our heritage, so that all can enjoy freedom and prosper.

There were definitely “human” tensions at times, because, after all, everyone who serves in the military is human (except for kickass service dogs, who are more human than humans…another blog, another day). And get this, if I’m standing next to someone of a different ethnicity and I’m in danger, I don’t give two shits where they’re from…I care that they have my back. And they always did.

So, if you want to really make a difference to “preserve your rights,” please put your money where your mouth is.

If American heritage means that much to you, then show up and serve your country. Go figure out that the African American, Hispanic, Muslim, Jewish, gay, transgender, and #whateverelseyoufrickingfear person standing next to you is human, intelligent, funny and probably pretty awesome.

And then, when your ass is on the line, maybe you’ll find out that they’re the only one there to save it. That would be a great time to pull out your swastika and torch and tell them how you “feel” about your imagined superiority. My guess is that they will save your ass anyway. After all, they’re probably more kind, humane and compassionate than you will ever be.

Shout out to all veterans and active duty! Thank you for showing up…Exhale…Peace friends ✌ 💜