No one is blameless

Are we, the South Vietnamese blameless? Of course not. 
In a war such as Viet Nam there is no clear cut good side
or bad side. I fought for the Viet Cong, but I do not consider 
myself evil. I was just doing what I felt had to be done. 
It is true that among the Southerners there was not such 
a strong feeling of certainty about the justifications 
of the war. Many of us felt uneasy about fighting our 
countrymen, especially when we could sypathize so deeply 
with their desire for independance. My father firmly 
believed that Viet Nam could never be two nations because 
you cannot split up a family. There was an uneasyness about 
fighting for the puppets against our Vietnamese brothers 
and sisters. Many of us felt this way, and perhaps because 
of this the war became easier for the North to win. 
I may add, however that most Viet Cong were not Communist, 
we simply wanted a united Viet Nam, which the Viet Cong 
promised. As the war dragged on It became harder to remain 
commited to winning at all. The goal became simply to end 
the war, to have fathers, older brothers and sisters, 
friends, and yourself, return home. Life during the war 
became full of sorrow, like an overflowing cup with someone 
still pouring the tea, all you wanted was for them to stop, 
you no longer cared about actually drinking it. After the war 
I drank the tea, however, it tasted bitter.