When I returned home from Afghanistan in 2007, I was frustrated and I was angry. Originally, I had joined the U.S. Marine Corps Reserves in 1994, more out of listlessness than patriotic fervor. And when Bill Clinton cut our branch’s budget, I transferred to the U.S. Army. By the end of the decade I was out of the service altogether and beginning a wasteful period at Boise State University. Then 9/11 happened. I didn’t understand why these people came all the way to this side of the world to do what they did, but what I did know is they murdered 3,000 innocent Americans. And I wanted...
