Great news conference!
Holy cow. Immense respect for Kelly. How utterly sad that it takes a situation like this, and a guy like Kelly, to snap people back to normal.
Democrats, the corrupt MSM, are seemingly unendingly on the side of the fringe, the kooks, the malcontents. Gen. Kelly reminded us what normalcy, honesty, devotedness, and patriotism looks like.
Contrast a Gen. Kelly with someone like a Hillary and it is absolutely striking how far we have fallen that we yet entertain those such as a Hillary.
Heard it on Hannity. Concise and poignant. He did not mention her name, but he made her look like a fool, which she is.
I haven’t read the thread yet, but I’ve listened to what he said twice.
At first I wept, then I sobbed. That is the man I grew up with ...he was the family doctor, the guy in the produce department at the grocery store, the bus driver, the geography teacher, the fire chief. He was everywhere. He was America.
Listening to him brought me to what we’ve lost, and how terribly fortunate I am to have grown up when I did. When men like Kelly were our men.
Just in case anyone does not already know, it's this trash, the one on the right.
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That woman, Ms. Wilson, is a steaming pile of excrement.
When a soldier dies in battle, there is no tragedy
T.R. Fahrenbach
San Antonio Express News August 28, 2005
In 1969, my grandmother and a cousin died.
I remember saying to someone that there was no tragedy in either death. My grandmother was 89, long past normal life expectancy, and her last years were not good. In fact, she was kept alive on medications, which in consultation with family and doctor, we stopped. Shortly after, she passed peacefully away. She had lived a long and splendid life.
My cousin was young, a recent graduate of the Air Force Academy. He was killed at a fire base in Vietnam. He was an only son, and this was a bitter blow to family.
Unfortunate, painful, but hardly tragic. He had taken the shilling, a regular officer, and he was doing what men do when he died. He did what he wanted, a short but also a splendid life.
I think we dwell too often, when soldiers die, upon the living rather than the dead.
And in doing this, we dishonor our honored dead.
Every soldier has a mother. I had one, of course. She was not happy when, at age 18, I went to war. However, then every mother’s son was going, in the great fatherland patriotic war, sometimes called World War II.
There were some 300,000 Gold Star mothers before it ended. A Gold Star in a window signified a child killed in action, and it was both proudly and sadly displayed.
But that kind of war was different. Everybody was involved; cosmic consequences were at stake. We have not fought that kind of war again.
Mothers react in different ways. My closest friend in school, again an only son, died in combat in the Ardennes. His mother never forgave me for living while her boy was killed. When I met with her after the war, she had nothing to say, and I did not call again.
Which made me wonder about my own mother, when I took the shilling and voluntarily went to a new war. She didn’t like it, nor did my grandparents. Which I understood. But it was my decision; I was of age, and men untie the apron strings. We do it when we marry and when we go to war.
Had I been killed, I would have expected my mother to grieve. She grieved when one of her cats died. In fact, if no one grieved at my passing, my life would not have been worthwhile.
But if my mother had condemned my service and my dying, I would have felt that she dishonored me. I was not a child, her little boy. I did what men do, though women may weep. The way it’s always been, and probably always will be, world with or without end.
When men or women make honest choices, families should respect those choices and honor them, whether the girl I married or the peril I accepted, as due course.
I was in a war with great popular support (we’re right behind you) and one with little of it. To the real soldier, it does not make all that much difference. When you take the shilling, pledge to serve your country right or wrong, your home becomes the service and war, any war, your profession.
If you argue this is wrong, I point out that we have never been free of armies since before the flood. We have soldiers because the human race has always had to have them. We are not a peaceful species, and some tribes always permit the others no peace. So Thucydides wrote, and nothing’s changed since his day.
Spartan mothers, it is said, told sons to return with their shields or upon them. In other words, death before dishonor.
Our culture does not allow us to say such things today. But the ethos still lives. Which is why we honor the valiant dead.
I cannot speak for others, but I would hope my mother would have done so had I not returned.
Juan Williams is a gold star asshole.
My goodness! Thank you so much for this post. I have tears streaming down my eyes. It was fantastic!!
Fantastic! Thanks for directing our attention to this.
As if we need anymore evidence Democraps are scum of the earth.
She is the scummiest scum from the bottom of the scum bucket.
For anyone who hasn't heard the General's talk yet, please select one of the links in the earlier posts in this thread and listen to it. It is very worthwhile, and should get all of us to thinking about the sacred nature of what these Americans are risking and offering for the rest of us, (and should also get some people to think a bit more about the flag under which they risk their lives, and the National Anthem that honors that flag and their profound service).
Here's the General and "the empty barrel".
