Early on, during my time in the Air Force, I knew some former Vietnam POWs. One told me he never felt more enraged than to hear Hanoi Jane’s recorded voice over the camp’s loudspeakers, exhorting the communist side, and chiding our guys as murderers.
The bitch should’ve been hanging from a lamppost.
It’s a friggin slap in the face, and poor Nancy is too old to figure it out.
It’s a disgrace.