Are there any conspiracys on war veterans? I met someone while blazing deep in the woods, he came out of nowhere and talked about how war veterans were living in the woods, once he realised we had no idea what he was talking about he quickly shut up and said "oh nevermind i said too much". Later on he talked about giant underground forts in the woods and how he could build us one for blazing and drinking if we wanted.

He also went on about "They" and "Them", im pretty sure he was hinting toward a secret society or the US government.



Theres so much to the story but I dont want to type it all... are there any war veteran conspiracys?

Post Vietnam, many SOG vets were used by the gov for specialty operations here and abroad because they were highly trained and quite skilled.
Many Nam vets had records expunged to eliminate paper trails, including mine. A fire in Kansas City repository accomplished this. Only way I can prove anything is by the recorded copies of certain docs by county clerks (certified copies) and by the paperwork I kept.
I know of many vets who live in the woods in various places. Some have formed groups and accumulated the goods of guerrilla warfare. You really don't want to run into these guys (if you see them), even though many are in their 50s and 60s. Even the badass drug dealers and producers stay clear, not to mention gov people. Won't say more about this except I've been with some, and one was being bothered by an infected tooth: he pried the tooth out with a pocket knife.
Some of these guys went straight for many years, accumulated fair amounts of wealth, then retired into and sometimes joined up with the extant groups. More often, the orgs are loose-knit brotherhood types. You see, many vets of the era feel the only people that can be trusted are other vets of that war (many of us don't trust vets of any other war, either).
So there is one aspect. I wouldn't be too surprised that the same has occurred or will occur with the Afgan and Iraq vets too.

I belong t a war veteran's group...but it's not secret. It's called the VFW (veteran's of foreign wars). We live above ground within the regular population. We have jobs and families and do chairty work and honor fallen veterans. We go to the woods sometimes but that's just to hike, camp and hunt mostly.

War changes people and despite glamourized myth, it is usually for the worse.
In their minds, some never really make it home.

Yeah, Lance. When I got out, I went to join VFW: the people there looked at me as if I were some sort of insect; wouldn't sit near in the bar/grill, and so on. That fixed it for me, so to heck with them.
Angelique, in the case of Nam, the things that are burned into our (vets) minds are these: the media lied to the public about Nam, made it seem that we were all barbaric murderers and killers of women and children; I personally was spat upon and called baby killer by some long haired bearded ass who had no knowledge whatever, and I guarantee he was luck to still be living after that; even my parents were intolerant when I was there, for a long time. Many of my buddies lived this same nightmare: while a part of it was what we were forced to do (there was the draft then, no choices), the readjustment was made very difficult for us because of the manipulated public opinion, and for this there is no forgiveness.
And so many of us milked that same public, bought large tracts of land, and built our hides, and opened our doors to our brethren.
We don't consider this for the worse: we know you were lied to by media, by the government. We just don't like the blind acceptanceof that.

As the daughter of a Korean War Golden Knight and the stepdaughter of a Vietnam War Marine, I had two close examples to compare with other fathers, as well as the fathers of my friends and my husbands three tour Army Vet father.

Doesn't change what many of us had to live with, like it or not. It is necessary that one lives the time before commenting on it. No history book will, nor can history possibly, describe those times except in a manner that excludes what we went through. Many of us were considered insane violent maniacs and were avoided for decades after the war. For example, my son wanted me to take him to some silly war movie: in this movie, one of the bad guys got hit with an explosive round in his middle, and it naturally blew him into pieces. Well, I couldn't help myself and laughed out loud, more like howled in laughter, because I had done almost exactly that (but fortunately didn't have to clean the junk out of my helicopter); I guarantee everyone in that theater avoided us when we left. This was 14 years after my last tour.
Living with a vet of Nam there is a shielding: the vet will do his best to ensure his children are not subjected to the same treatment. All my vet friends did as I did for my two sons. Until the war was long past and mostly forgotten, I became a vet only to those who knew me from Nam, and others I knew were also vets. While my service was known to my household, it was not known to most others unless necessary.
Military towns are generally different from the average town, also. Living in San Diego or Oceanside or the other numerous military base towns is not the same as living in Denver or Seattle or Two Dot Montana or Fargo ND, at least at that time. Military people will protect their own, and certainly did at that time, more than presently, perhaps.
For years I had to live with Nam, an incredibly hot temper, anger for no reason, etc. VA hospitals and their counseling were a joke. Went off the edge once in a bar when some nitwits insulted me, nailed the works of them, and had to quit any drink at all. More of my vet friends don't drink than do because of that type of thing.

Your right,military towns are different.San Antonio is a military town and the people here do support the troops.I never had a problem with guys serving in Viet Nam
as a kid.I figured they were like my dad,patrotic.He was a vet of three wars,WW2,Korea and Viet Nam.retired in 1975 after 33 years in the military.

If people had supported the troops, alot of these guys might have wound up different.
War affects people differently,hence the way some viet vets are.
My dad re-enlisted after WW2 because it seemed people and society had changed.
There were alot of things that he expierenced during WW2 he never talked about.
And you are right in so many ways.We need to support and help all our vets.

I stand by my opinion.
It is why veterans need far more support than what they are receiving.

Angelique, I have no quarrel with what you've said, the "some never really make it home." Of that, there is no question.
As to Nam, that was a different time, a different world. If anything good came of it, that would be the fact that a far smaller segment of the public blindly accepts what the government tells them, and for that, we must thank that same government.
During my last days in the service, I had the pleasure (?) of working in communications, with access to all documents. I had the highest general clearance possible, due to previous missions. In that job, there is very little to do, so reorganization was a duty I assigned myself. During that reorganization, I read a huge number of classified messages and found dozens of documents that were quite contrary to that reported by the media AND statements by the government. I can't (obviously) say what those were as they are, to my knowledge or lack thereof, still classified, and I'm in enough trouble already by some of the things I've said and done.
Vietnam has opened the eyes of the public, for some time at least.

Yes, if we had come back to a country that had little yellow bows on car windows and the like, many of us would have turned out differently. I suspect that many vets seen on street corners and such would still have been on street corners; there might have been fewer if the gov and public recognized that we were not necessarily the barbarians. Most were a bunch of teenagers made fighting men who simply did what was necessary to survive that damned war. It cannot be expected of young men that they remain human when subjected to something like Nam: they will do to the enemy what the enemy does to them (actually not quite true: those people did things we wouldn't even consider doing). And to come back to a place that seemed similar to the enemy was a real blow.
I'll shut up now, because that thing is over and done, but should not be forgotten.