January 04, 2005

Night Off

Yep! I'm taking another night off. I'm gonna watch the Orange Bowl. What have I been doing all day you may ask. I don't work anymore so I should be able to spend more time blogging. Here was my day:

Got up at 8:30.

Fed the cats.

Made a pot of coffee.

Read the morning paper.

Showered and shaved. Yep. I still shave. I only do it about once every three days now.

Checked out all my daily internet reads.

Responded to comments on my site and cleaned up comment spam.

Drove over to Perimeter Mall and did my mall walk. This is my Tuesday and Thursday workout.

When I finished up, I noticed it was such a beautiful day, I put the top down on the Z3 and drove over to see of the car wash was open. The Z3 was positively filthy! It was open and I got the car washed. As a bonus, they found the cell phone that I had lost two years ago.

Got home and read one of the back issues of the Wine Spectator.

Then it was nap time.

Got up and fixed supper.

Another reason I'm taking the night off is I've got this rant rolling around in my head and it has been such a beautiful day and I got my first pension payment
(and it was retroactive to November 1, so I got three months pay) that I'm in too good of a mood to rant. So instead I will post a rant that Lance Corporal V. put in the comments of this post in response to a comment frequent commenter Robin Palm had posted. I think the point that Robin was making was if you are gonna shoot a wounded man don't do it front of a cameraman and don't make a joke about it. Sounds like a good idea, but when you are at war shit happens as the rant states.

Check it out, Robin... you're nuts, go into combat and then give me that load of crap. Stooping down to their level? You have no idea... Give me your address and I'll send you 14 MRE's. That will be your meal for 8 days and don't give me shit about not knowing how to count, I'm well aware that's not 3 meals a day. Live with it asshole Cause that's what America's sons, my brothers, do. During those days sleep for 3 hours a day, with hardcore rock blasting from the speakers to simulate gunfire, screams of the dying, and relentless bombing. Your job for those 8 days will be going block by block, house by house, room by room, door by door to hunt down every insurgent that wants to kill an American for fame and glory. Every step you take, every door you open, every time you blink your eyes worry about an ounce of C-4 and other plastique explosives going off and killing you. Walk around in a pack of 13 and consider that every action you take decides whether they live and every action they take decides whether you live. Every thought you think decides whether you see your family hug them in tears or in tears they see you in a casket draped with the American Flag in all her pride glory. It has been said in many ways, but maybe you haven't heard a one of them... "It is better to be judged by the ignorant millions than by 12 dead friends."

For six months have your co-workers, friends and family systematically killed one by one by explosive devices, traps, and snipers. Watch your best friend get killed by an insurgent pretending to be wounded when in fact they are sitting on an IED and just have to lift their arm to trip and set off a mortar. The next day watch as your father has the same thing happen to him while you stand by his side. The next day enter the room where the wounded insurgent that was given 3 months to evacuate, sniped at you for weeks, set up traps, armed IEDs and was struck with a bullet by America's best - a United States Marine. When you enter the room and see him moving around mumbling, what are you going to think? Will you be alarmed? Will you be suspicious? Most of all, will you remember about your brothers standing next to you, or will you remember the damn camera man who might or might not have entered the room behind you?

Do this 18 hours a day, for 8 days with a cameraman - one more life you have to protect - who doesn't care to help you, he just wants to make news. Many of them aren't looking for "feel good stories at this time" as they say. Instead, they look for a way to destroy you while you protect them. There are the exceptions, but far be it for you damn liberals to let those media outlets speak out.

Do this for 18 hours a day, for 8 days while making an incredible 24,000 a year, mere pennies to the people who cry out against you for your thoughtlessness and their hardest decision in the day is what shoes to wear. Good news for you though! We only have two sets of cammies and one pair of boots. One set of cammies is in the wash while I wear the other one, so I don't have to decide. Thank goodness for that huh? I'd probably screw that up too if I had more!

Instead, you people say you support the troops while you curse us under your breath and don't lift a damn finger to try and help. I dare say 99% of the damn liberals have no idea, as millions of their patriotic neighbors do (May the Lord, whom our forefathers placed their trust in), that there are hundreds of organizations who ask for donations so they can send us simple stuff like shampoo, soap, homemade cookies. It makes me sick to my stomach, but because even liberals are Americans or are privileged enough to be in my beautiful country, I will lay my life before them any day of my life.

"Kind of joked"? Negative, that was a cocky reassurance to men whose lives were on the line. That kind of language is common in any branch of the service, but especially in one that knows they're the best!

And don't you dare let me hear you refer to our enemy as "barbaric". They are barbaric without the quotation marks. Anyone who thinks otherwise is either off their rockers or a Left-Wing Liberal.

And never, ever get sarcastic when talking about your Air Force, Army, Coast Guard, Marines, Navy or any other part of the service that leaves everything behind to serve their country. If you have enough energy to give a sarcastic "Whoops" when talking about us, channel that energy into finding a plane ticket and moving to France or Germany and just go live with them. Don't worry, their men don't fight, so you won't have to worry about a thing.

America is the land of the free, if you enjoy the fact that we were attacked, or don't like the fact that we are helping the helpless, leave. I hear there are many more countries that would love to have another body to torture. The less warlords and dictators there are in this world, the safer everyone is. If you have already forgotten Sept 11 like many Americans have, I'll get you some tapes of it, I remember like it was this morning.

All being said and done, please don't second guess the job we are doing out here until you do it yourself. And don't claim you support the troops, because you don't. Your words have spoken volumes to the few motivators who have read them. Any action you take will be forgotten unless there is a sincere apology in front of it.

May God bless the American Patriots. Your men and women in the service love and miss you.

Thank you Lance Corporal V. for serving your country!

Posted by denny at January 4, 2005 08:00 PM  

Awesome read, Lance Corporal V.! Thank you for writing it, thank you GOC for bringing it to the main page...and more importantly, thank you for your service to this great nation.

Posted by: Matt Ashby on January 4, 2005 10:28 PM

Finding once lost things in the car can be an elevating experience. Sometimes it is a blessing in disguise:

[Begin vapid, valley-girl-esque story]

I lost my one and only fork--a beautiful engraved silver one with extra-long tines--about two years ago under the passenger seat (obviously, I found it later) and that led to my purchasing a wonderful little fork and spoon set. Instant blessing in disguise.

[End vapid story]

Posted by: addison on January 4, 2005 11:14 PM

Too many soldiers in too many bad situations have hesitated or felt momentary compassion, interupted by excruciating pain, for me to feel one iota of sympathy for the "barbarians" Yes, I use "" arround them, because I feel calling them "barbarians" or "insurgents" is paying them too much of a compliment if I leave them off. I want to say ALOT worse about these NHH's but will refrain.....for now.

Posted by: Jeremy on January 5, 2005 12:45 AM

I thught that was you, Denny, out there on Mt. Vernon yesterday! Saw the top-down Z3 and the handicapped plates cinched it. Would have shouted out a "hey, Grouchy!", but you was gone... (I was in the gold minivan with the Navy Jack front plate...)

Posted by: Clutch on January 5, 2005 10:02 AM

Clutch - I was on Mt. Vernon yesterday afternoon and if the Z3 was light blue that was me. Wasn't it a beautiful day?

Posted by: Denny Wilson on January 5, 2005 11:42 AM

Most of my friends are pretty hard-core liberals, and I've learned after years of experience to just not talk politics most of the time. It's no good for otherwise lovely friendships. But I was over at a friend's house, and she was trying to show me something she'd found online, and saw the headline about the marine being discussed here. I'd never mentioned my opinion on it, since she's one of the most liberal people I know. I didn't want to hear about how she doesn't support the war, but does support the troops, then hear about how that guy should be strung up or something. It's really bad for your respect for someone, y'know?

But you know what she said? "I can't believe they're trying to sue him. It's a fucking war! They need to get over it, and take their problems to someone other than the poor guys over there risking their lives. Especially when they're doing their jobs right, like he was."

Warmed my heart, it did.

Posted by: Samira on January 5, 2005 12:05 PM

Thank you for posting Lance Corporal V's statement! My son is in the Air Force, I pray he never has to kill anyone, but I hope if he is in that situation, he shoots first!

God Bless all our Military, God Bless our Country!

Posted by: Janet on January 5, 2005 01:23 PM

This is one good reason for absolute service by everyone - at least some of these liberal jerks may experience exactly what you are talking about. Saddest part - is that they get away with it - some people need their butts kicked!

Posted by: Anastasia on January 5, 2005 02:15 PM

Yeah, Denny, it was a light blue Z3 (I knew damn good and well it had to be GOC at the wheel) and, yeah man, haven't the last two days been excellent? This weather is why I moved from DC eleven years ago (which makes me a damnyankee; one that comes down South and stays. But have mercy, my folks came from Tennessee, so I ain't that much of a damnyankee...)

Posted by: Clutch on January 5, 2005 08:46 PM
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