I'll make a personal promise to President Barack Obama.
I promise I will vote for Obama in 2012 if he would start each day with a hearty breakfast full of eggs, cheese, biscuits and gravy, hashbrowns, several cured meats, a pot of black coffee and a jug of orange juice, then don an Iron Man suit, and fly over to Iraq and lead a patrol of soldiers through a town, killing anyone mercilessly and ruthlessly if attacked, fly back to the White House, descend through a secret helipad opening in the roof, debrief in a war room with generals, and then head over to the Oval Office to start his diplomatic and executive duties for the rest of the day.
Mr, President, could you do that every day for all four years of your next term, dealing with most likely some level of PTSD and possible burns, bullet injuries, or amputations? Try to imagine dealing with the personal damages of war while all the time keeping a straight face and a complacent will. That's what you're asking and paying our soldiers to do, typically as a result of their loyalty to their country. They are the brave ones willing to do violent and dangerous things in the night because you've told them that they are protecting their country. At the same time the rest of the country, for the most part, sleeps safe and sound at night.