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Originally posted by ThePeoplesSoldier
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A piece of the vehicle that exploded cut a woman in half and also killed her child she was holding. Is this our fault? Most would say no, however there are those select few of special people that would say if we weren’t there then they wouldn’t have drove a VBIED into our convoy, but aren’t we all responsible for our own actions?
www.icasualties.org
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Originally posted by sealteamsix
Originally posted by The_Zomar
• Don't ever, EVER say those who don't join the military aren't brave. Some of us are simply intelligent enough to see its not an even fight, nor is it worth fighting.
Joining the military is getting in bed with the criminals.
I completely agree with you about people who don't join the military. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, and anyone who says otherwise is delusional.
However, it goes both ways. Don't insult those who joined the armed forces because you're against the wars. Whether you like it or not, they are fighting for you; even if only by association.
Originally posted by Ulala
Take the flak, take the abuse, do the time, lose the wages, lose the house ... lose that lot ... but retain your dignity if nothing else.
Originally posted by Ulala
Don't go creep crawling here to berate those hippy ass taxpayers who are paying through the nose for your jaunt abroad.....
Originally posted by Ulala
....the ones who saw through the madness from the very beginning ; it severely grates. Never forget, you serve them, not vice versa.
Originally posted by Ulala
You won't be spat on when you return, no. But a few people will look at you askance and wonder what on earth was going through your mind when you signed up for this little enterprise.
Originally posted by network dude
reply to post by RedDragon
apparently we have different ideas of what defending freedom means. You seem to think unless the bad man is invading your small town, all is right with the world. When in fact there are submarines patrolling the coast, fighters on standby in Alaska, all to make sure nobody (the bad man) invades your small town. Take those things away, and there is no safety net to protect you. ((snip))
Originally posted by GovtFlu
Costa Rica has no nukes AND no standing army, yet they are not scared of the big bad wolf, nobody hates them because they are free. Maybe they should train DC in how not to be scared?, or how not to create enemies?
Tommy by Rudyard Kipling (1865– 1936)
I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o'beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";
But it's ``Thank you, Mister Atkins,'' when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it's ``Thank you, Mr. Atkins,'' when the band begins to play.
I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls,
But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside";
But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide,
The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,
O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide.
Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy how's yer soul?"
But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll.
We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints:
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;
While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind,"
But it's "Please to walk in front, sir," when there's trouble in the wind, There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's Please to walk in front, sir," when there's trouble in the wind.
You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires an' all:
We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!"
But it's "Saviour of 'is country," when the guns begin to shoot;
An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;
But Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool - you bet that Tommy sees!