Tomas Young is dying, in hospice care now after his condition has worsened to the point that he apparently feels treatment would be futile. But he has no intention of departing this world quietly while George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, whom he holds responsible for his paralysis by a bullet to the spine five days after his arrival in Iraq, still get off scot-free for what he sees as their crimes perpetrated against him, several thousand American vets, and an uncounted number of Iraqi civilians somewhere between a couple hundred thousand and a million or more, depending on whom you ask.
His dying words are all over the Web. I ran across them via DSWright on FDL.
I cannot express my feelings better than by pointing you to Dylan Thomas's most powerful poem, Do not go gentle into that good night. Mr. Young, to his last breath, is living the essence: "Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
So many humans needlessly killed, maimed, placed in a condition no sentient soul should ever suffer... all for the selfish motives of men like Bush and Cheney. This is emphatically not why America has a military: Bush and Cheney should be tried for war crimes for their uncaring, needless abuse of so many people.