Generally, I refrain from getting involved in politics. The headline that states our Department of Defense has been renamed the Department of War instantly alarms me; it suggests that our nation should focus on projecting strength and toughness. This change indicates that the Defense Department may no longer be sufficiently powerful to protect our lives and freedoms.
If this change is approved, the Defense Secretary will be titled Secretary of War. The last time someone held this title was during World War II. To me, changing the names is a political move supporting large-scale deportations of people considered threats and aligns with recent actions, like ordering forces to sink a foreign-flagged ship and kill 11 crew members, who are alleged drug runners. All of this creates a frightening, negative image worldwide. Some have even proposed awarding the Nobel Peace Prize to our leader. It’s worth noting that the award is not called “The Nobel War Prize.”
I’m a dreamer at heart, proudly born and raised in San Francisco—a city that covers just 49 square miles but was heaven on earth for me. Every corner of The City (as we natives affectionately call it) has been a part of my life. No area ever felt too distant. With wide eyes and an open heart, I’ve always welcomed the world around me. I find joy in creativity, wonder, and discovering new possibilities—whether that’s through international work adventures or dreaming up the next exciting idea. Even though San Francisco was my hometown, my passport has taken me to many amazing places and introduced me to wonderful people, shaping me in countless ways. I carry pieces of these experiences and friendships with me wherever I go. Above all, I treasure my family, friends, and those small, meaningful moments that keep my spirit alive and thriving. I never want my curiosity to fade away.
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