You Ain't Even Been Scrubbed
By Steve Creason on February 28, 2007
Kurt Vonnegut once wrote (is this a tired cliche?) something about visits to strange places being dancing lessons from God. But how about visits to strange places that are altogether familiar? For instance, due to a steady and firm shove from my girlfriend I wound up at a bible study group in Phoenix, Arizona last weekend. Considering that I live in Los Angeles, that is a remarkable and strange thing. Still, once I was seated in a circle with the rest of the bible students, holding a copy of a book by Chuck Colson instead of the Bible and listening as one particular attendee began to take over the meeting, I found myself in familiar territory. I was in the land of God-fearing, earnest believers who allow a zealous, over-bearing pharisee take over their agenda.

I'm ashamed of our previous Congress for allowing George Bush to send our troops into the Iraq occupation - but, even more so, my heart is broken that the prior congressional leaders let these soldiers come home into a system of inadequate veterans services. 