The draft lottery system was implemented in the United States in 1969 as part of the Selective Service System during the Vietnam War. The lottery was based on birthdates and used to determine the order of induction into the military. Each day of the year was assigned a number from 1 to 366
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My roommate my #1, and I got #225. Neither of us were drafted.
If it were implemented again what’s the penalty for refusing to serve? I’m way past draft age but I couldn’t blame any body for not wanting to be forced to go to war. Especially all of the bullshit wars of the last 20 years.
Next time will they add in female population to the draft?
Life and death determined by lottery.
This was held eight days before I finished my tour in Vietnam and eleven days before my discharge from the Navy.
That sound really unfair to people born on Feb 29th though.
The normal chance of that birthdate being 1:1461 but in the draft they get 1:366.
My father in law used to tell this story about how him and this gang of hippies went on a road trip from Savannah to NYC around this time. They were near DC when they had to turn around because someone in the car had heard their number called over the radio. I can’t even fathom what that must have been like.
Officially that’s how it worked
I bet the Elitrs didn’t have “balls” as it were.
It didn’t go on for very long (from ‘69 to ‘75), but those were key years for me, ages 12-17. My birth year would have been the next lottery in ‘76. It’s impossible to explain how this weighed on my mind for my teen years. I had no control over my life and possibly my death (in my youthful view). Virtually all deferment options had been eliminated (for good reasons) so your number determined your future. Older boys would meet each other and “what’s your number” was one of the first things they asked. For those who were educated or capable, if they pulled a low number they could rush out and volunteer for officer training, and that at least delayed deployment while you went through officer school. But for everyone else, everything else in your future went on hold. If you got a high number, it was over, i.e. the risk was gone and you could start a career, college, get married, etc.
And yet, if daddy was rich, you somehow didn’t get called up.
My in-laws sat by the TV terrified that their son’s number would be called. What a terrible thing!