MG42pillbox
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These words are 100% authentic and are from the mouth of an American soldier who just got back from Iraq 2 weeks ago. He is family of one of my best friends.
(Sergeant David)
*I just got back from a funeral here in Arizona. A young guy who I didn't know I really knew... died due to an IED (roadside bomb) in Iraq last week. I went to this funeral, to show support to my buddy's mother, and the members of the family that were left behind...
I saw many pictures of him at the funeral and recognized him from a couple of my missions in Iraq. It hit me like a hammer... life isn't fair when we want it to be...
A 20 year old kid, ripped away from this life, by a very selfish individual. When he, in turn, was one of the most selfless individuals that are on this planet. He gave the ultimate sacrifice... doing what he loved to do, what he thought would benefit humanity.
I've had to see two of my guys now... being laid to rest in the ground, due to these fanatic fucks. And each time it's made me realise more and more... that something has to be done... that I must fight until my time comes. There will always be a terrorist out there, lurking, waiting for the opportunity when we let our guard down. Whether that be in the form of a bank robber, or a Muslim extremist in Iraq, Iran, Syria, Afghanistan... wherever the case maybe... they're always going to be there.
I'm ranting... I'm distraught, I'm tired of hurting... but my boys didn't die in vain. And I'll fight on as long as I have to... to ensure that my men, my country, my freedom... and the freedom that we all share, is in safe wings of protection.
I have two tattoos on my inner wrists, when I feel down I look at these and think of the meanings. The one on my right wrist, is the Chinese symbol for Strength... the one on my left is the Chinese symbol for Honor. I dwell on these meanings, and the reasoning behind myself getting these permanent reminders. And I think of my boys... the ones who I fought beside, the ones who are over there now... fighting a bunch of sick people... a bunch of really fucked up individuals. And it reminds me of the Strength I used to move on day by day, patrolling, securing... doing our job. And the Honor that I possess, because if we do not live our life with Honor... what are we?
For all who read this rant... this blog, whatever the fuck it's called... I want you to realise something. If we cannot come together and fight this common foe... if we cannot realise the self-destruction that we are bringing to one another... all is lost in this life... this freedom we share will be destroyed. But as long as we fight... as long as we believe in something that our forefathers secured for centuries... then we have hope of saving our country... saving our families for generations to come.
This isn't a recruitment rant by any means... all I ask, is that in a time when it seems that everything is chaotic... when everything is viewed as the "End of Days"... to unite as one... and help us defeat this foe. These extremists... who threaten our freedoms, our lives... You DO NOT have to fight with weapons as my boys and I have... all you have to do is believe.
If I've offended anyone out there with this... then I have a phrase for you... "FUCK OFF!" I'm sick and tired of so many of my countrymen... being pussies... not standing up for what is right, and just. I am not a PC individual... being Politically Correct is the furthest thing on my mind as a soldier. This doesn't mean I'm a rapist, or a baby-killer as I have been called... but it does mean I won't take any shit off any bleeding-heart individual who wants to protest my boys who are dying.
All of you who agree... I commend you, for realising that people need to lay off of the belief in the media... all the lies and slander that they value for simple ratings... and for coming together with me and my servicemembers... to fight this foe together. THANK YOU! All of you who support my endeavors... support my boys... you are all my heroes. You are the ones who make things possible... who give us the power to fight. For we cannot do this alone.
Again, this was a rant... an emotionally empowered speech... that I hope pisses some people off, and fuels the fires of others who aid in our cause. I won't apologize... that's not my style when it comes to my comrades and my beliefs... so don't fucking expect it. This is me, in a moment of sorrow... me realizing that life isn't fair when we want it or need it to be. And this is me... asking for help.
You don't need money... you don't need anything... just believe.. Thank you for your time...
Sincerely,
SGT { D }
(Sergeant David)
*I just got back from a funeral here in Arizona. A young guy who I didn't know I really knew... died due to an IED (roadside bomb) in Iraq last week. I went to this funeral, to show support to my buddy's mother, and the members of the family that were left behind...
I saw many pictures of him at the funeral and recognized him from a couple of my missions in Iraq. It hit me like a hammer... life isn't fair when we want it to be...
A 20 year old kid, ripped away from this life, by a very selfish individual. When he, in turn, was one of the most selfless individuals that are on this planet. He gave the ultimate sacrifice... doing what he loved to do, what he thought would benefit humanity.
I've had to see two of my guys now... being laid to rest in the ground, due to these fanatic fucks. And each time it's made me realise more and more... that something has to be done... that I must fight until my time comes. There will always be a terrorist out there, lurking, waiting for the opportunity when we let our guard down. Whether that be in the form of a bank robber, or a Muslim extremist in Iraq, Iran, Syria, Afghanistan... wherever the case maybe... they're always going to be there.
I'm ranting... I'm distraught, I'm tired of hurting... but my boys didn't die in vain. And I'll fight on as long as I have to... to ensure that my men, my country, my freedom... and the freedom that we all share, is in safe wings of protection.
I have two tattoos on my inner wrists, when I feel down I look at these and think of the meanings. The one on my right wrist, is the Chinese symbol for Strength... the one on my left is the Chinese symbol for Honor. I dwell on these meanings, and the reasoning behind myself getting these permanent reminders. And I think of my boys... the ones who I fought beside, the ones who are over there now... fighting a bunch of sick people... a bunch of really fucked up individuals. And it reminds me of the Strength I used to move on day by day, patrolling, securing... doing our job. And the Honor that I possess, because if we do not live our life with Honor... what are we?
For all who read this rant... this blog, whatever the fuck it's called... I want you to realise something. If we cannot come together and fight this common foe... if we cannot realise the self-destruction that we are bringing to one another... all is lost in this life... this freedom we share will be destroyed. But as long as we fight... as long as we believe in something that our forefathers secured for centuries... then we have hope of saving our country... saving our families for generations to come.
This isn't a recruitment rant by any means... all I ask, is that in a time when it seems that everything is chaotic... when everything is viewed as the "End of Days"... to unite as one... and help us defeat this foe. These extremists... who threaten our freedoms, our lives... You DO NOT have to fight with weapons as my boys and I have... all you have to do is believe.
If I've offended anyone out there with this... then I have a phrase for you... "FUCK OFF!" I'm sick and tired of so many of my countrymen... being pussies... not standing up for what is right, and just. I am not a PC individual... being Politically Correct is the furthest thing on my mind as a soldier. This doesn't mean I'm a rapist, or a baby-killer as I have been called... but it does mean I won't take any shit off any bleeding-heart individual who wants to protest my boys who are dying.
All of you who agree... I commend you, for realising that people need to lay off of the belief in the media... all the lies and slander that they value for simple ratings... and for coming together with me and my servicemembers... to fight this foe together. THANK YOU! All of you who support my endeavors... support my boys... you are all my heroes. You are the ones who make things possible... who give us the power to fight. For we cannot do this alone.
Again, this was a rant... an emotionally empowered speech... that I hope pisses some people off, and fuels the fires of others who aid in our cause. I won't apologize... that's not my style when it comes to my comrades and my beliefs... so don't fucking expect it. This is me, in a moment of sorrow... me realizing that life isn't fair when we want it or need it to be. And this is me... asking for help.
You don't need money... you don't need anything... just believe.. Thank you for your time...
Sincerely,
SGT { D }
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