I can't really imagine what it must be like for soldiers these days. At least in the old days, you knew who the bad guys were, they were over there on the other side, with the funny unfiforms and the swastikas and iron crosses plastered all over the place.

Now days, with Urban warfare, guerilla insurgencies and the like, you can't tell the good from the bad, the Geneva Convention don't mean squat, and you just don't know where that bullet is going to come from, or where that mine will blow.

I tip my hat.