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Not intentionally, but some things they weren't able to see past.
My father came of age during the Vietnam war. He was red-green colorblind, a condition which lets you see straight through traditional jungle-style camouflage. Naturally, the slavers were VERY interested in him. He lucked out; he turned eighteen after the war ended, and as he was college-bound, he'd likely have been safe anyway- but he knew guys that weren't, and who didn't make it back. You'd think he, and his whole generation, would've learned. You'd think Jimmy Carter would've been arrested, if not outright lynched, when he brought registration back. But no.
My brother turned eighteen just as the country was gearing up to go to war with Iraq. The fight he had with our mother when the card arrived from the SS scared the crap out of me, and while I wanted something downstairs, I didn't dare go down and interrupt them. I sat on the stairs for literal hours, listening to them go back and forth, and realized that if I was his age, it'd be ME having that fight- and then when I DID turn eighteen, my parents wouldn't support me, either. My life would be declared public property, and no one would care.
Eventually, my dad came home. He demanded to know what was going on, and then there was a long, long silence. I later learned that my brother thrust the letter into his face and then waited for his response. Dad took the letter, read it, and slumped down in a chair, not saying a word. He just... stared. My brother said he didn't even blink. Eventually, when it became apparent that he wasn't going to wade in to this fight, mom and my brother started going at it again, and I gave up and went to bed.
The next day, my brother, in a state more terrifying than I'd ever seen him before- or since- came to me and we talked. I don't think I've ever seen another human being that scared, and I know I've never seen one that angry.
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