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Originally posted by skychief
I think you made the right call in not losing your cool Rizky. It would have been very easy to go off on that lady but what would that have solved? We are told what those in power want us to hear as those in other countries are told what their government wants them to believe. You were there, you know that it is hell but you also know that you were able to do some good which, in the end, is all that matters.
Originally posted by DeusEx
S'all guesswork. I figured the only way the US would want to be involved in RoG affairs would be because of the massive pipeline. I figured as much. Have you tried talking to the Turks? I'm a little surprised at that one.
DE
As for teh russians, a lot of conservatives here have yet to get over the Red Scare here too.
Originally posted by Risky_Bizness
Why am "I" at fault?
This kind of non-sense goes on all the time and sadly enough we get it from our own so called "Americans"
There are some things in modern, civilized society you just don’t do. Maybe you don’t do it out of common decency, like fart in church. Maybe you don’t do it because you know better, like pissing into the wind. And maybe you don’t do it because that’s just the way it’s always been, like putting honey on your child’s hand to get that nice bear closer to your Volvo. But I think, despite tradition and experience and all the studying in the world, one major “do not” in today’s time is this: Do not talk politics, government, and war with the average United States Marine (Im an exception, why else would I be on ATS).
Case in point: My friend (referred to as Bob) and I were kicking back on Friday at a local bar. I was enjoying my ice cold beer, and he his beer, at a small, round table with three wooden chairs. A singer was on the small stage singing the likes of the Eagles, Simon and Garfunkel, Deep Blue Something, Don McClean, Billy Joel, and countless others. He’s a crowd pleasing dynamo, old man, but a little weird looking.
Bob I had just finished singing along to a rousing version of John Denver’s Take Me Home Country Roads, when an older lady, probably in her fifties, approached our table and asked if she could sit at our extra chair. I happily obliged, knowing at her age she could risk injuring her hip in the crowded pub if she didn’t take a seat soon. She thanked us profusely, sat down to my left, and small talk ensued. Introductions were made and as soon as Sgt Bob, a real-deal, opened his mouth, his thick accent poured out like syrup.
“Oh, are you guys American?” she asked innocently enough.
“Yeah,” I answered.
“So what are you doing here?” she asked again. I’ve answered this question a million times.
“We’re Marines. We’re stationed at the embassy.” The word was out. She knew we were Marines, historically the most brainwashed, extreme type of fighting man the United States, if not the world, has ever seen in 230 years, yet she still blurted out, “I just want you to know that Canadians don’t support what you’re doing in Iraq.”
What I’m doing Iraq. How did the finger get pointed at me? And how in the hell is one decrepit old lady going to speak for the entire country? I stared at her blankly, sizing her up, as she pressed on. “George Bush is the closest thing to Hitler there ever was.” All right, she just busted out the Bush-Hitler relationship but I still didn’t have the heart to give her a brachial stun despite my three beers.
I considered a thrust to her jugular notch and replied, “Well, whatever, but old G.W., that’s what I call him when we hang out, signs my checks so I do pretty much whatever he wants.” This quick line has diffused every potentially awkward situation up to that point with a touch of humor and sarcasm, but Blaire Witch would have none of it.
“And what about Donald Rumsfeld?” she quipped. “Don’t you think he should be held accountable for all that prisoner abuse?” I resisted the urge to ask her where her bleeding heart was when American troops, the same ones that patrol Canadian shores, were being tortured in Hanoi. I wanted to ask her, while administering and eye gouge, if she held anyone accountable for Nick Berg’s death.
“No, I don’t hold Rumsfeld accountable,” I replied. You can’t hold a single man responsible for the actions of a few idiots who get out of line. If they were trained that way, only then you can start pointing fingers up.”
She would have none of it. She continued to pick and poke and prod, getting further and further under my skin with every word she hissed between ignorant teeth. I traced lazy circles in the condensation on the table with my pint glass. My jaw tightened.
“Lady, what you don’t see are Americans fighting from behind women and children. What you don’t see are Americans hiding in hospitals, schools, and mosques as they fire into anything that moves. You don’t care about the humanitarian effort that’s going on behind the fighting in Iraq every single second of every single day.”
“Well, Americans have bloated images of themselves,” she retorted.
“Yes we do. Its called national pride. I have been all over the world. Your opinion is nothing new. No one likes the big kid on the block. Maybe when you can get your tail to the Middle East and look into the eyes of the Saudi people or the Kuwaiti people or the Iraqi people, you’ll see what they’ve been living with since Saddam took over in 1979. Because you know what? I have.”
She looked at me a long time. Her eyes traced my furrowed brow to my hardened stare to my clenched teeth. She settled finally on my forearm as I gripped my glass hard enough to make my veins bulge. No longer was I relaxed and preoccupied.
“I can see this is a losing conversation,” she said with her nose in the air.
I looked directly in her eyes. “You’re right.”
“Have a good night.” She raised her glass, stood, and disappeared into the crowd.
Barry Williams was ending a great rendition of Simon and Garfunkel’s Cecilia and Bob was hollering a fourth request for Thank God I’m a Country Boy, by John Denver. Barry just smiled politely.
I drank the last of my Beer and looked for answers to tonight’s confrontation at the bottom of the glass.
But there were none. There never are.
Am I at fault...I know the answer do you?
To sum it all up..I am saying that both sides bring valid points to the ring and at some time there has to be a medium, just stop bickering and carry on. We as Humans are friends, but as nations we seem to be ememies...even in the bar?
BTW...I didnt seriously consider harming her...I threw that in there for a little humor
[edit on 29/3/05 by Risky_Bizness]
[edit on 29/3/05 by Risky_Bizness]
[edit on 29/3/05 by Risky_Bizness]
Tough marine boy: Await a response here tomorrow this Iranian which will make the Canadian lady seem like she was your mama! It's late here - see ya tomorrow!
Originally posted by Risky_Bizness
With good reason, Russia has alot if interest in RoG too and America is at the Middle taking over the roll of Father since the RoG broke from the USSR in 91 I think....alots at stake for all parties
I wouldn't say America is at the middle, nor would I say the Russians are neccesarily against the US. The pipeline is funneling Russian oil to Europe and the states, no? Is this not a good thing, mutually beneficial?
posted by Siroos: Tough marine boy: Await a response here tomorrow this Iranian which will make the Canadian lady seem like she was your mama! It's late here - see ya tomorrow!
Originally posted by Risky_Bizness
Brotherman, I have no beef with you
Maybe you didnt understand my story?
Originally posted by DeusEx
PS- if you are in Alberta, feel free to brachially stun anyone you wish.
MODERATORS please penalize Dues-EX for wishing hate & physical harm towards Albertans!
You better give him a warning!!
P.S. Western Canadian still support America and her soldiers. It's just the members of the liberal & NDP parties that are anti-american. Our Conservatives are pro-america.
I have been verbally-abused, ignored, had my food spit-in (that'll teach me to politely say something when they bring me the wrong thing...), & overcharged just because of where I am from
So they see us coming to their country--their house, and I guess that some of them feel so personally affected by American oppression that if we aren't perceived as showing the proper respect (and sometimes you don't even get that opportunity), such as acting humble and understanding their "plight" when it is surrepititiously inflicted on you when you are just minding your own business... well, you know the rest.
Originally posted by dev_add
There is alot of this that goes on....which is just another reason why America is so great, of course hate and discremination goes on
within the states, but at least we have established laws to protect
people...unlike other countries.
There is alot of this that goes on....which is just another reason why America is so great, of course hate and discremination goes on
within the states, but at least we have established laws to protect
people...unlike other countries.