Your old friend Ed Anger is one of those vets. I fought on Pork Chop Hill, to keep half of Korean un-Communist first and anti-American later, like we did with the rest of the world!
I got frostbite and ate bad food so that the most boring of all the slanty-eyed countries could stay boring and eat cats and buy lots of weird plastic toys or whatever they do over there.
And what thanks do we get, America? None! All the people we fought still hate us. And all the people we saved hate us too! That, or we owe them all money.