19 April 1993. At the time, having just freshly come home from overseas service as a Military Policeman, would anybody be surprised I supported what I saw my government doing on TV? The only reason I left military service, which I dearly loved, was a permanent disability, which would have prevented me from doing the real work. I was not going to be a desk jockey.
Then, my government attacked me (see Part 2), and I realized innocence and loyalty was no protection from the same crushing hatred. In a short time, I realized one of the most pointed questions — “Is Your Church BATF Approved?” — neatly summed up the justified fear of a government which refuses to abide the laws enforced on everyone else.
My church is not BATF approved.