Yep, it's me again. I know this is not the statement in vogue, but I don't care, this is the only statement I will get happily in trouble for, 'cause I honestly believe we live in the best frigging country in the world.
Label me an idealist, if you will a dreamer with her head in the clouds, an Army brat if you feel like being nice...
In days like these, aside of political views and leaving behind the right and wrong game, my heart and my respect goes out to all of those who at a given moment were either drafted of voluntarily signed in to do the type of job with fine print... you know that one that tells you is a whole lot of an adventure, which might or might not end in sacrifice.
To all of you who go where you are told to make sure that I go wherever the heck I want to...
To all of you who must forgo of your individual style so I can dye my hair purple, ...
To all of you who say "Yes Sir"on a daily basis so I can say "Hell, No!"...
To those who made it through to honor those who've fallen.... my most humble thanks and fervent prayers.
Today's quote... a colorful one from General Patton in honor to all brother's in arms:
"An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horse shit. The bilious bastards who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about fucking! "
- George S.Patton Speech to the Third Army 1944
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