Posted on 02/09/2015 6:15:59 AM PST by N. Theknow
Could not believe when someone told me this.
Out he’ll have to go!
He did not “Come to Cordura”.
Thanks for the info. I just shot them an eMail to express my concern as why a liar is on their board.
It is, indeed.
What is CMOH?
(Going away to look it up now)
Congressional Medal of Honor Society.
Remove him before he awards the MOH to HIMSELF! BTW, I have compiled this account of his exploits for posterity......
(Yet more from the Definitive, Authorized, Unexpurgated, and Really Really Real Autobiography of Brian Williams:)
And there we were huddled in the trenches of Pasquindale, Soviet-supplied RPGs and Katyusha rockets exploding around us, Frenchie screamin’ out for his mama as the Agent Orange seeped into our hooch, and there i was, holding back on that Neutron Bomb for dear life, trying to remember how to disarm it before the hounds of hell were let loose, when Johnny Pak, our south Korean Houseboy from the MASH unit suddenly revealed his SS tattoo and proceed to point his Luger at us! I bravely kept one hand on the Neutron Bomb and dove for the Luger, when suddenly the Japs came over the hill in a human wave attack, and a Kamikaze crashed into the trench at the same time! Wrestling the Luger from Johnny was hard, but what was harder was dealing with the profound sense of betrayal at his perfidy, which broke my heart, but I kept fighting with him until i was able to point the Luger in the direction of the approaching Tiger Tanks and pop a few of them off before the clip ran out. Bodies floated by in the Jordan River, and I swear, they all looked like Elvis. And thus, i experienced the agony of battle with my Brother-in-arms, that fateful July day on the Little Round Top, after suggesting to our commanding officer, Joshua Chamberlain, that he try a bayonet charge, since we all ran out of bullets and could no longer get them off the dead Germans.
It was at that moment i made the connection! Those enigmatic discs held the secret to the code that the patriots under my direction at Blechly Park had struggled for MONTHS to decipher! And here i was, holding the secret to Atilla’s next maneuvers across the steppes of Central Asia! naturally I reported my find directly to my commanding officer, Charles Martel, who hammered home the importance of my discovery...hence his moniker. As we peered over the top we saw them...the army of the Mahdi, in their Medieval battle Array, silhouetted across the desert sunrise, and I managed to pick off a dozen of them with my 1911, but they kept coming, wave upon wave of the Sons of the Prophet, brandishing their katanas and doing the rebel yell, their matted hair flying in the frigid arctic wind as they thundered across the tundra. One of my companions took a swig of moonshine from a flask in his pocket and offered me some. Then i strapped on my war kilt and painted my face blue and plunged into the fray, knowing that, if captured, i would be hanged, drawn, and quartered. Thanks to the little spider that kept persisting in building his web in spite of the radiation from the tactical nukes, I was inspired to lead the entire regiment to victory. It was Christmas. I’ll never forget it. it is seared, seared into my memory!
Thank God I was able to break that code, or many more lives would have been lost. Col. Tibbets confided in me that it changed the course of the war.
Ah Yes! Sir Winston? I remember him! I helped him write all his speeches. (I also taught him to paint.)
General Gordon was the one who presented me with my medals though. He was very grateful to me that I let him take the credit for my discovery of Calvary.
Ah then, I have fond memories of General Gordon. Then that somewhat frail gentleman from England showed up and started dressing like a Bedouin. I took him aside and told him that if he really wanted credibility with these people, he should learn to ride a motorcycle. I also taught him camel-riding as an afterthought. ONE dollar to get ON the Camel, FIVE dollars to get OFF. American Dollars. I had not yet invented bitcoin at this moment in time.
Nevertheless, he learned both, survived the camel, but not the bike. He should have listened to me and gotten a Harley.
I was living in London at the time, as a special adviser to Queen Victoria. She had become so sad after Albert’s death that she needed some cheering up. So I took her on some horseback rides and some picnics, and her spirits were lifted. I also advised her servant, John Brown, on the right way to treat a lady. He was forever grateful.
Did you realize that, back in the day, when I was embedded with the Mujaheddin in Afghanistan, I was able to single-handedly turn back the depredations of a little blond Greek guy who then burst into tears because he had no more worlds to conquer. Thanks to me and my stalwart companions, we crossed the Rubicon and kicked his azz back to Macedonia!
But I needed to find that element! After trying thousands of experiments, working deep into the night, I finally settled on Radium, but I think it made me sick, so I traveled to the Congo and founded a hospital for the natives, and worked tirelessly among them, overcoming my illness with good-deed-doing..
Now I need to get back up onto my High Horse and do so inquisitioning.
(Bet you didn’t expect the Inquisition!)
We were surrounded. The Japs had created a sort of “Bulge” around us, which gives me a great idea for the name of the coming epic battle, which I will unveil in my next report from the Front. In the meantime, it is bitterly cold, and as I sit here in my foxhole, I can see ice floating, along with the bodies of Oppressed African-Americans, down the flooded Yalu River as it snakes into oblivion on this Godforsaken Island! A Peaceful-Muslim approached me with a surrender demand, but I bravely repulsed him with an epithet appropriate to his culture.
“Tell your Sheik that I have One Word for him... PISTACHIOS!”
I am sure that he got the message! This will go down in History!
Contact them....
Medal of Honor
Twitter:
@CMOHfoundation
Congressional Medal of Honor Foundation
1501 Lee Highway, Suite 300
Arlington, VA 22209
Tel: 1-703-469-1861
What’s the beef? I’m sure he has received several MOH’s.
Some have entirely too much time.....
CMOH=Congressional Medal of Honor
“PISTACHIOS!”
Keep ‘em moving. A man that eloquent has to be saved.
LOL!
The link goes to their home page and the “CONTACT” menu selection goes to a direct email listing. I asked why someone who lied about coming under enemy fire was on a board of directors concerned with awarding medals to those who DO come under enemy fire. Thanked them for their work, too. We will see if he has the honor to leave the board. And we will see how the CMOH foundation works on this.
Boston Herald: Brian Williams Snubbed Vets Conference For ‘Pressing Engagement’ - Hosting SNL
By Jack Coleman | February 9, 2015 | 10:18 AM EST
For all the revelations we’ve learned about NBC anchor Brian Williams, this one could come across as among the most unflattering.
The trouble for Williams began after a Jan. 30 report on NBC Nightly News in which he thanked an Army veteran for protecting him in Iraq after his military helicopter was purportedly brought down by enemy fire. After Williams was called out on this by soldiers involved in the incident he described, Williams issued an on-air apology that only worsened skepticism about his credibility as a journalist.
Now comes a report from the Boston Herald that Williams, who rarely misses a chance to tout his reverence for veterans, snubbed the annual convention of the Congressional Medal of Honor Society in Boston in 2006. Williams’s bio on the NBC News website states that he’s a board member on the Society’s foundation.
Boston firefighter Neal Santangelo, a member of the host committee that brought the society’s convention to the city, told Herald columnist Peter Gelzinis that Williams agreed to serve as master of ceremonies six months before the convention was held in September 2006.
But when he arrived in Boston that day, Williams informed Santangelo and fellow committee member Tom Lyons that a “pressing engagement” back in New York City “prevented him from doing much more than greeting the audience of more than 1,000 guests ... and leaving,” Gelzinis wrote in his column yesterday.
“As disappointed as Lyons and Santangelo were,” Gelzinis wrote, “they still arranged for a police escort to rush Williams through the tunnel to catch his plane back to NYC.”
Several hours later, after the dinner, Santangelo’s wife phoned to tell him she knew why Williams bailed on the vets — he was guest hosting Saturday Night Live.
Neal Santangelo was so angry that he wrote a letter to Williams a week after the convention. “I ... cannot believe that you left us for this,” he wrote, according to Gelzinis. “In an act of egotistical, blatant self-promotion, you deceived the (Medal of Honor) recipients, declined to break bread with them and disrespected them. You placed comedy before courage ... Your conduct was irreverent, insulting, incomprehensible and shameful.”
Santangelo also wrote that Williams should apologize for his disrespect to the veterans — “Anything else is unacceptable.”
Might explain why it took so long for the truth to come out... Also makes more sense that the "lame cherry' take on the story...
I heard he was a US Army SEAL in the Spanish-American War ...
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