Battlefields

You know, I really should check my blog more often. Cassandra has apparently invited me to join the Marine team for a Valour-IT competition. While I heartily will sign on with the Marines, There was a little bit of a glance towards the army team. Let me explain my thoughts of deviance in fidelity to the US Marines before you start scanning Drudge for reports of plagues of Locusts, toads raining from the sky, boiling seas, or any other signs of the end of the world.

You see, one of the reasons I have been a bit preoccupied is that my sister left for Iraq a few days ago. Unlike myself, she joined the army, and instead of going into the infantry, she went into Military Intelligence. She also recently just made sergeant, which I am not at all ashamed to boast about. So, that is why it fleetingly occured to me to join team army. I mean, she is family, and I need to support family, especially when they are going to be harm's way like that. Let me tell you; I have an awful lot of mixed feelings about her going over there. The first and the foremost is that it shoulda been me going. She may be an army sergeant, and all that, but she is still my little sister, and I am having a hard time with her going while I sit here on my hands. As much as my wife does not want to hear this, I wish that I was going with my sister. Somebody needs to watch out for her, and I think that I could do that job better than any soldier you can find. But here I sit. So, instead of going with her myself, I figured that the next best thing I could do would be to send her off with something that might help. So, a few eeks back, I consipred with Kim to get a K-bar and have it engraved for her to take with her onto the battlefield. I would have sent her off with a .45 instead of that shitty 9mm if I could have, but the army is kind of funny about taking personal weapons into combat. So, I did the next best thing and sent her off with a good knife in her hand. It's more of a tool than a weapon, but I am starting to think that a tomohawk may be in her next care package just in case things get a little too social, especially after her mentioning that there are instances of hand to hand combat. The one thing I will be sending her is a letter. It's going to be a long letter, and maybe it would be easier to eMail it to her, but you can't always get eMail, and maybe I am a hopeless romantic, but there is something about a handwritten letter; you can touch it, you can feel it. You can keep it in your pocket. You can also know that the one who sent it touched it, too. I am going to try to tell her as much as I know about being on the sharp end (which really isn't that much, and about which her experience will quickly eclipse mine).

I am very proud of her. She is facing all of this; the uncertainty, the seperation from her kids, the distance from home, all of it with as much grace and steadiness as one could reasonably hope to expect. It is not easy to see her going to war, and I cannot imagine how my mother and father are dealing with this. My wife thinks that she shouldn't be going; that she should be staying home with her kids, and that instead of sending our loved ones over to the middle east, we should be sending nuclear weapon-tipped ICBMs. Your mileage may vary on that last one. I haven't heard much from her recently, but she is still in a transitional state, and I would not expect to hear from her anytime soon since she has to get settled in at her final destination. Still, I hope to hear from her soon, and if she reads this; I love you, sis, and I wish you good hunting. There's actually more I want to say, but that is not open to the public.

While my sister speeds to a foreign battlefield, I am going to say a feew things about the battlfront at home. First off, if CNN airs some footage of people shooting at my family, then don't be suprised if I post footage of *someone* shooting at CNN's family. As an aside, I know people that can split Ted Turners gapped teeth at 500 paces.

Speaking of traitorous bastards;

Kerry recently opened his yap, and reassured me in his own special way that I should not vote for what I love, but against what I hate. Kerry has stated that he will "apologize to no one" for his comments. I am not suprised, and after all, insulting the men and women who carried the uniform with labels like unintelligent and uneducated at a political rally is better than calling them rapists and murderers in front of congress. Which, of course, he never apologized for, either. He also never stood trial for meeting with the VC while we at war, and he was still subject to the UCMJ, so I guess I should call him an unindicted traitorous bastard. Sadly, I think that what really happened is not that Kerry flubbed his lines, and that he now is trying to pretend that it was an attack against Bush twisted by "right wing nuts," but that what really happened is that he let slip of the mask, and we see what the left really think of the military. That is to say that the left thinks that the military is made up of thugs and rapists who were too stupid to become criminals.  Sadly, this tends to mesh up with my own experience with the dumb ass ideas that were thought up during my time serving with the tyrant Clinton in command. While there were no women in my unit, I had to undergo hours of "sexual harrassment training," while we ran out of bullets for training. Army Rangers were sent on missions to somalia, where, once they got shot up, they were pulled back, and then, in the worst imaginable insult to add to injury, were selected to provide security for leaders of the very people who had control of the forces that killed their comrades. He also let regular army troops wear the black ranger beret to help the regular soldiers self-esteem.

While the left will not come out and say it, I am of the firm opinion that they hate all of those who willingly chose to carry the uniform. They hate us because we are better than they. They have to believe that we went into the military because we had no choice, or because we were too stupid because that would mean that those who avoid service are smart, and not just pussies. It would mean that they are not too important to risk, which is a shockingly prevalent view amongst the left (note, I said the left, not the democrats. There are a lot of southern democrats who I have more in common with than northeastern republicans).

The reason why John Fu#kface Kerry refused to apologize is because he thinks that he has nothing to apologize for. The reason why he believes that he has nothing to apologize for is that  he believes that what he said is the truth. Smart, important people get out of service (like he did), while dumb, expendable people get stuck with it. The only troops that the left likes are dead ones so that they can use their numbers as proof of failure.

Make no mistake about it, dear readers; there are battlefields all around us, enemies hemming us in on all sides, and we must fight them all.

Respectfully Submitted,
-doc Russia