Some times I wonder if my fellow Americans are worth my efforts. They are so oblivious to the truth and so intent upon tramping on other Americans to get ahead. They have no love for each other, where it counts. They have no respect for others. When they act this way they pollute American culture and dishonor our Constitution.
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, I had the privilege to work with a drunk. I won�t use his real name because I respect him. I have my own reasons for that and I will reveal them to you now. He has since passed away into the eternal realm. He took his demons with him. I do not wish to disturb his peace in any way. This is called respect and respect is something that is becoming rarer in our country by everyone. .
When this man was living among us he was a mechanic who fixed many a machine. This man was a good mechanic who almost always had a smile on his face. Most of the time, his smile was brought on by cheap whisky and plenty of beer to go with it. No matter the problem, he could always fix the broken machine or tell a joke of some kind to make everyone laugh. He was never a problem to his co-workers. .
I liked him regardless of what others told me about him. For some reason I understood him even though I knew little about him. I guess you could call it a spiritual thing. Anyway, everyone always called him �that drunk� or � old boozer�. They never said much good about him. He never got much credit for coming to work and fixing their problem machinery either. He was just a drunk who disliked to shave. I never had a problem with him. He was always nice to me, much nicer than most of my co-workers. That is why I could never understand why they didn�t like him or why they talked down on him constantly. It was strange to me that they couldn�t respect this man just a little. Of course, I was raised to respect my elders. I guess they were not. .
Years later when he passed away, I read his obituary in the newspaper and when I did my jaw dropped almost to the floor! That is very rare for me. It said that he had been a wounded war hero of the Normandy Invasion. He had been awarded the Purple Heart, the Silver star and numerous other citations for heroism in battle! This man had been much more than just a drunken bum. He was a well intentioned hero trying to wash away the sorrow and the painful memories from all the good buddies he watched die so horribly on the beaches far from home that day. Apparently, he was suffering alone and was being tormented by those Demons in his memory. This new awareness began to open my eyes to just how demeaning and useless some people can be when they talk trash on their fellow Americans. It made me really mad to know that I had to work every day with the likes of them, Americans who try to defame heroes! .
It turned out that he was more of a man than anyone wanted to give him credit for and much more than they ever were! He never took it out on them. In reality, he was trained to just snap their neck with his bare hands. Now that I think back on it, they all deserved it, but he had had enough of the killing. He just wanted to do a good job and be left alone. .
This wasn�t my only experience with War heroes being trashed on by their fellow Americans. My best friend for years was a wounded war hero who just happened to survive the terrible Nazi attack upon the Big Red One infantry Division at Kasserine Pass. This was Rommel�s almost successful conquest of Africa. There wasn�t any trash mouthing going on by idiots that day! Over 1000 of our finest brethren died there in just that one tragic blitzkrieg battle. The Nazi�s 88 MM shells rained down death upon his fellow Americans that produced enough smoke to blot out the sun! It was backed up by mechanized Nazi Panzer forces with Tanks, halftracks and machine guns! The allies tried to form a workable retreat for a second quick offensive counter-attack but the blood just ran down the hills as they tried to escape the mechanized carnage from the Nazi machine gunners! My friend survived, but barely. He woke up in the hospital a few weeks later with a plate in his head that had replaced the part of his skull that had been destroyed by a Nazi Gun Butt. He told me once that the last thing he remembered was when his unit got over run and his superior officer told them they were all going to die. The officer�s last words were, �Men! We aren�t going to get out of this one alive! Take as many of these Nazi Bastards with us as you can!� Then, something exploded and everything went black!
These weren�t Al-Qaeda thugs, these were super Nazi soldiers with plenty of killing experience and they killed over 1000 of our brethren like it was a football game on any Sunday! Listen to me! Iraq is nothing like Kasserine at all. If the Nazis were fighting Al-Qaeda in Iraq right now it would have been all over many months ago. Every time someone would set off a car bomb the Nazis would have leveled a city in response to the debacle.By now, the Nazis would have made Iraq one big pile of rubble! We have been entirely too nice with our enemies and those who trash talk our heroes.There should be a reckoning for their slander.
My friend Russ was a good guy. He wasn't perfect but who said heroes have to be? He never bragged about it. He never would have told me about it unless I had asked. He defenitely felt bad about the fact that his friends died that day and he had lived. In his life he was shown the same ignorance and disrespect by inlaws who were less than honest about anything.Some of them were puke! It hurt him worse than being blown up and getting his head caved in! He was a better man than me and that is for sure. I don't think I would have tolerated it.I would have had an ass kicking contest and everyone would have been invited. He was trained well but I've never been trained to tolerate that kind of crap. I guess he was tired of fighting too.
I could not fill a tiny thimble with what the trash talking idiots at MoveOn.org know about war or what they know about respecting a soldier or a genuine hero.They are despicable! Through all of my experiences with knowing real heroes I have come to hate those who disrespect them. I equate them with our enemies. We would be much better off with out them. I have no doubts about that because they teach their children the same trashy disrespectful attitudes that they learned from their drugged out hippy parents! When I read media articles that teach the enemy about our war winning tactics so that the enemy can learn to defeat us I see RED! It boils the blood in my veins to know that editors and journalists are making very good money at the expense of our suffering soldiers and are protected in this country for doing so. I do not forget these transgressions by our domestic enemies here at home. I pray to GOD often that he will destroy them. I�m not perfect. .
From my past experiences I have learned much about heroes and about war. Heroes are tough because they are trained to be. They rarely talk about trash or their successful exploits. They always respect others and they try to do the right thing. They are real Americans that you can trust and admire. You can count on them when shit happens. That�s a whole lot more than I can ever say about trash talking idiots in America today. Remember what I say. .
War is an evil immoral beast with an unquenchable apetite for death. Now-a-days it is death and destruction made easy! War should always be the last option. War is a Pandora's box that produces evil results with unknown implications, now and into the future. This one should have never happened, but Once it begins there are only certain rules that apply.You cannot just quit and walk away. If you do that the enemy wins! Saying that you were sorry about it all won't fix anything. One of those rules is this. Don't disrespect your troops or your war time heroes, EVER! If you do that you will be totally out of line and you will become a complete ass.
General Petraeus is the real deal. He is that kind of Hero and not the kind of man that would betray his own. He has the medals to prove it. I didn�t say he was perfect. Perfect is a luxury you won�t find in any war. WAR is the beast unleashed and it defies all laws of sanity and humanity. Petraeus would not betray us as some sicko adds insist. He is a soldier who was born and bred to lead armies that will kill the enemy and protect us here at home. He is an expert at locating, recognizing, attacking and killing the enemy! If I were you, (MoveOn.org), I wouldn�t want to be the enemy. If he ever decides to do what he was trained to do, but decides to do it to you, do not expect any of us to get in his way. I won�t. I�ll just salute him when it�s all over and thank him for a job well done. I know who the real traitors are and it is not the General. .
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