I went to High School in Philadelphia, City of Brotherly Love. The school I went to was, at the time, rated either #1 or #2 as the 'best academic High School in the nation'. 95% of our graduates went on to college, many to Ivy League schools, other sto big colleges like UCLA or to big state colleges like Michigan, Penn State and the like. I took a different path in life, one which I sometimes question, but that's the way life is.

One of my classmates, in fact he was in my History class, was the neo-con chicken hawk and opportunist Douglas Feith. Feith became Under Secretary of Defense in the Bush Administration, and also National Security Advisor. He was also a signatory of the infamous PNAC (Project for a New American Century) document, the document which laid out the agenda for 9-11, the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, the 'War on Terror' and, ultimately, the final implosion of the American economy. Feith has prospered greatly from ass-licking, bureaucratic weaseling and a general lack of respect for hmanity along with a disconnect from reality.

I had forgotten about Feith for years. In fact, it was only when a former classmate who I am still in touch with brought him to my attention a couple of years ago that I made the connection: It's THAT Doug Feith!

Feith was more or less a non-entity personality wise when I was aquainted with him. At our school, he belonged to a clique of 'upwardly mobile Jews' that stayed to themselves primarily. He belonged to the debate-club, and a couple of Jewish organizations. Interestingly, Feith didn't even live in Philadelphia, which supposedly was a requirement for attending our school. He lived in Cheltenhan, a Philly suburb, that was also the home of another famous Zionist, one Binyamim Netanyahu, future Israeli Prime Minister. Feith, as I said, was a bit of a 'non-entity', but he was 'pushy', like his clique of friends.

I was never friends with Feith, because we 'moved in different circles'. He wasn't in my homeroom. But, he was in my history class. And, ironically, he didn't seem to have much real interst or perspective on history back then. But he was just a kid.

Feith was usually quiet in History class. Our history teacher was Mr.Berlin. Berlin was a bit manic, and he his classes were sometimes the scene of heated debates. Mr. Berlin was a full-blooded Zionist, and when the subject of Israel came up, you could expect at least a 20 minute rant. At the time, my opinion on Israel was basically nuetral. One time, a Jewish friiend of mine named Mikey, who was also in the class, challenged Mr.Berlin on Israel's 'legitimacy' : then the fireworks really started. Berlin called Mikey a 'traitor and a piece of shit', and Mikey, who was one of the original 'punks' told the teacher 'Fuck You!'. They almost came to blows, and we had to pull them apart. Mikey was expelled from the class. As I remember, Feith said nothing.

In fact, the only notable words that I ever heard come out of Feith's mouth, came during a discussion of the Vietnam War, which was reaching a peak at this time (1967-71). Now, most of my friends and myslf opposed this war: because of the pointlessness of the slaughter, the nebulous reasons for our being there, and because all of us were eligible for the draft right after graduation. During one particular discussion, Feith started talking about 'bombing Hanoi back to the Stone Age' (probably heard that from Nixon), 'wiping out the Communists', and 'stopping them there, before they come to our shores'. Of couse, all this talk was complete nonsense, but since Feith was not a deep thinker, he probably believed it. Remember, this was about the time that some former 'red-diaper babies' or Trotskyites started morphing into 'neo-conservatives'. The former Trotskyites had made good money in various 'bourgeois' professions, and now they were 'changing'. Anyway, Douglas was not an original thinker.

So, in 1971, we all graduated. Most of the class went on to college. Feith went to Harvard, and later to Georetown. He did get very good grade in school. He worked hard; he pushed. Feith, of course, was never eligible for the draft, getting a deferment for going to Harvard. In this he was a 'bird of a feather' with the rest of the neo-con 'chicken hawks' who never ever served this country, other than feeding at the public trough, sucking up money from various foundations and corporate sponsors, or 'lawyering' for 'connected' law firms. But they have been good at a few things: Sending the children of America to their death in wars for profit & Israel; the wholescale slaughter of innocent Arabs & Muslims; treason against the country that made them rich and powerful; and having a general disdain for humanity.

I didn't go to college, not right out of high school anyway. I got a job delivering pizzas when I graduated, and concentrated on my great love, learning/playing the guitar. After I quit the pizzaria, I took off and bummed around the the great USA for about a year, making stops in Colorado, California and Oregon.

While living in Denver in 1972, I received a letter one day. It was from US Selective Service. I knew what it was. I was eligible for the draft lottery that year. If I got drafted, I didn't know what I was going to do: I wasn't 'running to Canada'; I wasn't going to fake something to get classified 4-F; and I certainly wasn't cut out for the military, at that time.

I opened the letter. It read something like this: 'Mr. Dialogue: This letter is to inform you that you are eligible for the US Draft Lottery this year, 1972. The Draft Lottery works by randomly selecting birthdates, putting them in a pool, and drawing candidates for service from that pool, according to how the birthdates appear in the lottery. Your number this year is #93. We anticipate calling into service men with lottery numbers up to #75. At this time, we do not anticipate that you will be called. If any changes occur, we will notify you.'

WikiPedia on Feith, Family Background
Feith was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was one of three siblings born to Rose and Dalck Feith. His father, Dalck, was a member of the Betar, a Revisionist Zionist youth organization, in Poland, and a Holocaust survivor who lost his parents and seven siblings in the Nazi concentration camps. He came to the United States during World War II, and became a successful businessman, a philanthropist, and a donor to the Republican party, and imbued his son with strong and lifelong opinions about government and international relations. Years later, Feith noted: "[Neville] Chamberlain wasn’t popular in my house".[5]

Feith grew up in Elkins Park, part of Cheltenham, a Philadelphia suburb. Feith came of age during the tumultuous Civil Rights and Vietnam War era. He attended Philadelphia's Central High School.
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Quote Feith wrote "It's a good school. The class that I was in at Central was the most talented group of kids that I ever went to school with, including college and law school."[6]