Is It Veterans’ Day, Veteran’s Day, or Veterans Day?

As November 11 approaches, some people may wonder how to write the name of the November 11 American holiday that commemorates the end of world-war hostilities in 1918 and 1945 as well as all who have served the U.S. Armed Forces. Do we use an apostrophe when spelling Veterans Day?

The answer is no. According to the U.S. Department of Defense, “The holiday is not a day that ‘belongs’ to one veteran or multiple veterans, which is what an apostrophe implies. It’s a day for honoring all veterans, so no apostrophe needed.”

  • jagungal@lemmy.world
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    12 days ago

    Can we not celebrate the people who have made sacrifices for their country and for ideals like freedom, and support those people because they have inadequate support from the government who ordered their sacrifices, while also decrying the actions and behaviours which we see as morally wrong?

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      11 days ago

      I struggle with the cognitive dissonance with it.

      I mean by struggle that I vacillate between “no standing military!” versus “the VA should be funded to infinity and beyond”. I struggle to think about the actions of Americans in southeast Asia and Vietnam versus loving my family members that were there doing some things that they can’t talk about to anyone because war never changes.

      I don’t want to see another family member broken by war. And then I’ve got family that thinks war is what we need.

      That makes it harder to appreciate the day we set aside for honor and sacrifice of veterans of wars. I had never wished any of them to go, and I still believe we need all of those people here at home.

      But what I try to use is compassion and sensitivity to imagine how scared I would be to be shot at, bombed, stalked by another human with a gun. The misery of digging holes in the snow with a shorthanded shovel hungry and cold, and losing those that one relies upon over and over again.

      None of that makes any sense to me. If I were alone dying bleeding out in a muddy field, gutshot, I would call for my mom not for a holiday.

      So I struggle with it.