The world feels pretty dadgum scary right now, doesn’t it?
Iran has it out for Israel (our strongest ally and the only real democracy in the Middle East) because they hate everything nations like ours stand for.
Israel and America share a commitment to freedom, the rule of law, fair elections, and basic human rights. Iran? It’s run by terrorists who would love nothing more than to wipe both of us off the map. That’s why we work closely with Israel on security and strategy—we’ve got each other’s backs on the freedom front.
But here’s the thing: I don’t take talk of war lightly.
On one hand, Iran can’t be allowed to have nuclear weapons. That’s a line we cannot let them cross—plain and simple. I also believe Israel has every right to defend itself, and it has handled a great deal on its own, which is commendable.
But on the other hand, our American men and women in uniform shouldn’t be sent to war without careful consideration by our leaders.
My daughter just turned 18 last week. I think about her every time the idea of a full-fledged war comes up. During World War II, my daddy fought and my mama flew a plane. They were the lucky ones who made it home and built a life. But my Uncle Roy didn’t get that chance. He laid down his life overseas, and I’ll never forget how my mama cried every time she heard the National Anthem—thinking about the brother she lost.
I know the cost. That’s why I take this so seriously. The cold, hard truth is: Old men make decisions and young men die.
We’ve got to be strong, smart, and strategic about this.
President Trump understands that balance better than anyone else on the world stage, and I wholeheartedly trust him and his cabinet to make the right decision.
