I can't stop you from hating your country, Joe.
Okay, dude, going to to a thought experiment for you.
"Billy, don't draw on the wall with a crayon. You're getting a time out!"
"Why do you hate me?"
"Black men should take more responsibility for the children they father."
"Why do you hate black men?"
"America shouldn't get involved in internal conflicts on the other side of the world!"
"Why do you hate America?"
You know, the one with the Constitution that was written by (in your words) rich white slave rapists.
My country is not a piece of paper written by slave rapists. My country is my fellow Americans, and I'm proud of the work I did in those years. That's what I was defending.
And you joined the Army for a county like that? Boy, were YOU fucked. No WONDER you're so hateful.
Well, um, no, I learned a trade and got an education paid for, it was actually a pretty good deal for me. Some of these kids coming back without limbs and with PTSD because our leaders (both parties) are in the pockets of the Zionists and Oil Companies, not so much.
I spent 9/11 helping a Marine Veteran get his resume together after his recent discharge. This kid came from Puerto Rico, didn't speak the language when he got here, served in Afghanistan, and went to college. That's the America I love. Not the one that fights so the Zionists can pretend that the Imaginary Pixie in the Sky loves them best.
I'd have better luck communicating with a wild-eyed teenager on the streets of Damascus.
Well, in order to communicate with someone, you have to actually listen to what they say and say, "Yeah, yeah, I can see why you have that point of view'. But since you rather attack straw men, pompously declare victory whenever someone calls you on your bigotry, and never, never actually try to understand the other point of view.
I on the other hand, have the unique experience of having made a journey from being pretty right wing to being more progressive now. So I understand how the right wing can play on emotions to get people to work against their own interests.