Not fit to be president

Dear editor:

“He died like a coward, whimpering, screaming, crying.” So sayeth Donald Trump in describing the killing of Abu Baki al-Baghdadi, who the American public is being told by intelligence officials (which is a misnomer in and of itself) was the head of the Islamic State, or ISIS.

I personally have a hard time believing much of anything that disseminates from Washington these days, and having dealt with military “intelligence” during two tours in Vietnam, I don’t trust it much, either.

“Coward, whimpering, screaming, crying” is also an apt description for a commander in chief who dodged his own military service by claiming bone spurs. As to Trump’s further proclamation as to the U.S. not being the “world police” any longer, I totally agree. So why is he now bragging about murdering a human being who, whether you agree with his religion or politics, has not been accused of ever committing a crime on American soil?

I remember seeing the horrible, atrocious effects of napalm on Vietnamese villagers during my time there. I would imagine they viewed us as “terrorists.” As a lowly corporal on my first tour, I had a great staff sergeant, who was on his third tour. He was a stickler, hardcore, told us we had a job to do. Yet he insisted we respect our foe. The words “gook,” “slope,” or any other derogatory term were not allowed in our unit.

When Staff Sgt. Fragetti finally got his orders to return to his native Brooklyn, N.Y., we were all sad to see him go. Unlike Donald Trump, he had been the model of professionalism, courage, and honor. He told us to get home safely, and then sadly said: “Boys, they won this war in freakin’ flip flops.”

Gunnery Sgt. Ron Collins, USMC retired Hot Springs