A Few of FR's Finest....Every Day....02-02-04....Military Monday

81 posted on 02/02/2004 7:27:30 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

Thank you. I just got it in email today and wanted to pass it on. I have great email friends. Although some of them have not emailed me about how they are in a long time. I want call any names. :^)

82 posted on 02/02/2004 7:30:16 PM PST by Dubya (Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father,but by me)

Sleep - what's that elusive concept?
Will try to write e-mail to you sometime tomorrow, by the way.

83 posted on 02/02/2004 7:31:09 PM PST by LadyX (((( To God give praise and honor !! ))))

I love the look on W's face, wouldn't you love to know the real reason why?

This need it's own thread, Caption W ....

84 posted on 02/02/2004 7:31:51 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

Rus, it's pretty much like that in every city now. Better to move to a small town where the citizens all know each other. They can finger the bad boys. Some argue, "There aren't any jobs in small towns." Well, my town, pop. 2500, is 1 hr. from three cities and two hrs from Columbus. If you worked in any of those cities you would have a 1 or 2 hr drive through open country on four-lane and very little traffic. How long does it take to commute from Conn. to N.Y. City, and how bad is the traffic? No more city living for me.

85 posted on 02/02/2004 7:32:10 PM PST by WVNan

Uh oh, sounds like you might not be getting enough rest. Not good Sistah.

86 posted on 02/02/2004 7:33:36 PM PST by WVNan

Probably just the smell from the red diaper baby next to him.

87 posted on 02/02/2004 7:35:30 PM PST by WVNan

Good evening Mayor. Good show. Glad to see you found pictures of so many real "Patriots" enjoying the game.

88 posted on 02/02/2004 7:36:10 PM PST by Kudsman (If Wal-Mart is lowering prices every day, how come nothing is free yet?)

Not that I wish ill to any persons, but am hoping for a v-e-r-y cold rain to fall on tomorow's Primary Vote Day here in SC..:))

You are vicious! I never,,,,, what's the forecast?

89 posted on 02/02/2004 7:37:08 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

Read about some fascinating events and facts, as explained in the Bible and compiled in the book, Mysteries and Intrigues of the Bible.

Urban Decay

Cities, like the people who live in them, grow and decline. Some prosper, while others pass away quietly. But some cities expire suddenly, carried away by war, famine, or disease. The Bible records the fate of immoral cities that ignored God's warnings and collapsed in ruin.

Sodom and Gomorrah
Lust, rape, perversion, obscene and vile addictions . . . Sodom and Gomorrah housed all that was evil. The God of Israel could not find even five good people in the whole city of Sodom! Before totally destroying the cities, God's angels had to drag Lot, his two daughters, and his wife out of Sodom. They were warned not to look back as the cities burned. Lot's wife disregarded this command and glanced at Sodom. She turned instantly into a pillar of salt. The burning pitch and sulfur from the skies destroyed not only the cities but also the entire plain and all the vegetation of the land. Abraham, living nearby, could see the smoke rising from the ruins. (See Genesis 18–19.)
Nineveh
Idolatry, prostitution, witchcraft, exploitation of the helpless, and cruelty in war were only some of the evils practiced in the ancient city of Nineveh. Jonah was sent by the God of Israel to condemn this great Assyrian city. He proclaimed that the city would be destroyed in forty days! Remarkably, the Ninevites believed Jonah's message! All of them, young and old, poor and rich, fasted and pleaded with the God of Israel. Even the king proclaimed that all the people should put aside their wickedness and call on God. Jonah's God heard their pleas and had mercy on the people. Nineveh's reform did not last long, however. One hundred years later, God sent the prophet Nahum to pronounce judgment again on the city. The people spurned God's message this time. Within a few decades, the mighty Assyrian Empire was crushed by the Babylonians. (See Jonah 1–3 and the book of Nahum.)
Babylon
The raucous celebration had begun! Rising to the heavens in a phenomenal feat of will and imagination, the great Tower of Babel filled human hearts with pride and self-satisfaction. Because it struck such a defiant gesture against God's sovereignty, God sought to confuse the language of this civilization so that such pride would be forever hindered. Much later, Babylon continued to defy God. The prophet Isaiah declared that Babylon's rise would be heady but short-lived. Its destruction would be complete; it would never be inhabited through all generations. Today the ancient city lies in ruin, buried under mounds of dirt and sand in present-day Iraq. (See Genesis 11.)

90 posted on 02/02/2004 7:38:06 PM PST by Dubya (Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father,but by me)

""PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING YOUR BODY"."

I love that! Thanks!

Oh, yes - we lived on next to nothing in those old days in the military. And every time you'd get a raise of a whopping $10 a month, the landlord would raise the rent $20 or more, and gasoline and food costs would rise.

Then there were the losses in transfers, remembering in 1966 getting paid 12 cents per mile for the military person and 6 cents per dependent, but ZERO for having to stay in a motel while you searched for afordable housing, etc. It always was a huge loss, and months of deprivation to recover the advance pay.

Seems to be a little better now, thank goodness, but never equal to a civilian job.

91 posted on 02/02/2004 7:39:34 PM PST by LadyX (((( To God give praise and honor !! ))))

We made it though didn't we.

92 posted on 02/02/2004 7:41:53 PM PST by Dubya (Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father,but by me)

To: Diver Dave; LadyX; WVNan

Soooo... are you balanced or unbalanced?

are we gonna get an answer for the above question? Inquiring minds need to know.....

93 posted on 02/02/2004 7:42:40 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

Waiting for you to see my Reply # 65 for the weather forecast!!!

94 posted on 02/02/2004 7:43:55 PM PST by LadyX (((( To God give praise and honor !! ))))

I laughed right load ! you are too funny!

95 posted on 02/02/2004 7:45:03 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

Most don't realize the peril that America is in right now because of she has turned her back on God.

96 posted on 02/02/2004 7:45:36 PM PST by WVNan

To: RaceBannon; All

"WHAT MAKES A MARINE A MARINE:

Ask a Marine what's so special about the Marines and the answer would be "esprit de corps", an unhelpful French phrase that means exactly what it looks like - the spirit of the Corps, but what is that spirit, and where does it come from?

The Marine Corps is the only branch of the U.S. Armed Forces that recruits people specifically to Fight. The Army emphasizes personal development (an Army of One), the Navy promises fun (let the journey begin), the Air Force offers security (its a great way of life). Missing from all the advertisements is the hard fact that a soldier's life is to suffer and perhaps to die for his people, and take lives at the risk of his/her own.

Even the thematic music of the services reflects this evasion. The Army's Caisson Song describes a pleasant country outing. Over hill and dale, lacking only a picnic basket.

Anchors Aweigh, the Navy's celebration of the joys of sailing, could have been penned by Jimmy Buffet.
The Air Force song is a lyric poem of blue skies and engine thrust. All is joyful and invigorating, and safe.
There are no land mines in the dales nor snipers behind the hills, no submarines or cruise missiles threaten the ocean jaunt, no bandits are lurking in the wild blue yonder.
The Marines Hymn, by contrast, is all combat.

We fight our Country's battles, First to fight for right and freedom, We have fought in every clime and place where we could take a gun, in many a strife we have fought for life and never lost our nerve.

The choice is made clear. You may join the Army to go to adventure training, or join the Navy to go to Bangkok, or join the Air Force to go to computer school.
You join the Marine Corps to go to War!

But the mere act of signing the enlistment contract confers no status in the Corps.
The Army recruit is told from his first minute in uniform that "you're in the Army now, soldier".
The Navy and Air Force enlistees are sailors or airmen as soon as they get off bus at the training center.
The new arrival at Marine Corps boot camp is called a recruit, or worse, (a lot worse), but never a MARINE.
Not yet, maybe never.

He or she must earn the right to claim the title of UNITED STATES MARINE, and failure returns you to civilian life without hesitation or ceremony.

Recruit Platoon 2210 at San Diego, California trained from October through December of 1968.
In Viet Nam the Marines were taking two hundred casualties a week, and the major rainy season operation Meade River, had not even begun, yet Drill Instructors had no qualms about winnowing out almost a quarter of their 112 recruits, graduating eighty-one.

Note that this was post -- enlistment attrition; every one of those who were dropped had been passed by the recruiters as fit for service.

But they failed the test of Boot Camp, not necessarily for physical reasons at least two were outstanding high school athletes for whom the calisthenics and running were child's play.

The cause of their failure was not in the biceps nor the legs, but-in the spirit. They had lacked the will to endure the mental and emotional strain, so they would not be Marines.

Heavy commitments and high casualties not withstanding, the Corps reserves the right to pick and choose.
History classes in boot camp? Stop a soldier on the street and ask him to name a battle of World War One. Pick a sailor at random to describe the epic fight of the Bon Homme Richard.

Everyone has heard of McGuire Air Force Base. So ask any airman who Major Thomes McGuire was, and why he is so commemorated.

I am not carping, and there is no sheer in this criticism.
All of the services have glorious traditions, but no one teaches the young soldier, sailor or airman what his uniform means and why he should be proud of it.
But - ask a Marine about World War One, and you will hear of the wheat field at Belleau Wood and the courage of the Fourth Marine Brigade, fifth and sixth regiments.

Faced with an enemy of superior numbers entrenched in tangled forest undergrowth, the Marines received an order to attack that even the charitable cannot call ill -- advised.

It was insane.
Artillery support was absent and air support hadn't been invented yet, so the Brigade charged German machine guns with only bayonets, grenades, and indomitable fighting spirit.

A bandy-legged little barrel of a gunnery sergeant, Daniel J. Daly, rallied his company with a shout, "Come on you sons a bitches, do you want to live forever"?
He took out three machine guns himself, and they would give him the Medal of Honor except for a technicality, he already had two of them.

French liaison-officers, hardened though they were by four years of trench bound slaughter, were shocked as the Marines charged across the open wheat field under a blazing sun directly into the teeth of enemy fire.
Their action was so anachronistic on the twentieth-century battlefield that they might as well have been swinging cutlasses, but -- the enemy was only human; they could not stand up to this.

So the Marines took Belleau Wood.
The Germans called them "DOGS FROM THE DEVIL."
Every Marine knows this story and dozens more. We are taught them in boot camp as a regular part of the curriculum.

Every Marine will always be taught them!
You can learn to don a gas mask anytime, even on the plane in route to the war zone, but before you can wear the E.G.& A. and claim the title you must know about the Marines who made that emblem and title meaningful.

So long as you can march and shoot and revere the legacy of the Corps you can take your place in line. And that line is as unified in spirit as in purpose.
A soldier wears branch of service insignia on his collar, metal shoulder pins and cloth sleeve patches to identify his unit.

Sailors wear a rating badge that identifies what they do for the Navy.

Marines wear only the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor, together with personal ribbons and their CHERISHED marksmanship badges.

They know why the uniforms are the colors they are and what each color means. There is nothing on a Marine's uniform to indicate what he or she does, nor what unit the Marine belongs to.

You cannot tell by looking at a Marine whether you are seeing a truck driver, a computer programmer, or a machine gunner.

The Corps explains this as a security measure to conceal the identity and location of units, but the Marines penchant for publicity makes that the least likely of explanations.

No, the Marine is amorphous, even anonymous, by conscious design.

Every Marine is a rifleman first and foremost, a Marine first, last and Always!

You may serve a four-year enlistment or even a twenty plus year career without seeing action, but if the word is given you'll charge across that Wheatfield!

Whether a Marine has been schooled in automated supply, or automotive mechanics, or aviation electronics, is immaterial. Those things are secondary -- the Corps does them because it must.

The modern battle requires the technical appliances, and since the enemy has them, so do we, but no Marine boasts mastery of them. Our pride is in our marksmanship, our discipline, and our membership in a fraternity of courage and sacrifice.

"For the honor of the fallen, for the glory of the dead", Edgar Guest wrote of Belleau Wood, "the living line of courage kept the faith and moved ahead".

They are all gone now, those Marines who made a French farmer's little Wheatfield into one of the most enduring of Marine Corps legends. Many of them did not survive the day, and eight long decades have claimed the rest.
But their actions are immortal.

The Corps remembers them and honors what they did, and so they live forever.

Dan Daly's shouted challenge takes on its true meaning -- if you lie in the trenches you may survive for now, but someday you may die and no one will care.
If you charge the guns you may die in the next two minutes, but you will be one of the immortals.

All Marines die in the red flash of battle or the white cold of the nursing home. In the vigor of youth or the infirmity of age all will eventually die, but the Marine Corps lives on.

Every Marine who ever lived is living still, in the Marines who claim the title today.

It is that sense of belonging to something that will outlive our own mortality, which gives people a light to live by and a flame to mark their passing.
Passed on to a Marine from another Marine!

SEMPER FI BROTHERS AND SISTERS!"

97 posted on 02/02/2004 7:46:58 PM PST by Dubya (Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father,but by me)

Well, that sentence structure was different....

98 posted on 02/02/2004 7:48:18 PM PST by WVNan

That is for sure. Too bad they don't get it.

99 posted on 02/02/2004 7:48:24 PM PST by Dubya (Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father,but by me)

To: LadyX; Kudsman; WVNan; Dubya

wow, I was trying to catch up and all of a sudden everyones here.
Lady I didn't see your forecast yet.

100 posted on 02/02/2004 7:49:25 PM PST by The Mayor (Be steadfast, immovable, . . . knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.)

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