Heavy Fighting in AR Ramadi Iraq~~~ Sadr's fighters have attacked US Forces.

100 enemy fighters are mounting a attack on a Marine HQ building in Ar Ramadi....if that building is overrun before help gets there.....Fallujah revisited.

Everyone needs to brace themselves.....for some really bad news.
Sadr just rolled the dice.

You're right .. but in the end Sadr will be taking a dirt nap for a long time

There's no such thing as 'office guys' in the 1st MarDiv. They are all Marines and they will acquit themselves well.

I was in the 1st MarDiv twice. The second time, I was assigned to the HQ. The 'office guys' you refer to are drawn from the ranks of the combat forces. I'll bet a great number of them were blooded before this action.

Sit back, and see what happens when the 'office guys' just happen to be Marines.

I suggest you throw your support ENTIRELY behind the military

When did he say that he DIDNT support our troops? Why is it that some of you can voice your opinions but those with differing viewpoints chime in "certain people" reply with either:

1. How old are you?

2. support ALL of our troops

3. Oh yeah...and what branch of service were you in?

4. Thats why the military leaders are in charge

5. stop watching "Apoclapyse Now"

Time for old style fighting.
Time to cut the ball shit, drag this guy out of Mosque and kill anybody who oppose is. They have no problem going to our churches and blow us out, so why should we care. So let us have old style Patton way. Read this and you will see what I think we should do:

The Speech
England
June 5th, 1944
"Be seated. Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. You are here today for three reasons. First, because you are here to defend your homes and your loved ones. Second, you are here for your own self-respect, because you would not want to be anywhere else. Third, you are here because you are real men and all real men like to fight. When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise cowards. Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American. You are not all going to die. Only two percent of you right here today would die in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he's not, he's a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. Americans pride themselves on being He-Men and they ARE He-Men.
Remember that the enemy is just as frightened as you are, and probably more so. They are not supermen. All through your Army careers, you men have bitched about what you call "chicken shit drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a German son-of-an-asshole-bitch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sock full of shit! There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily, all because one man went to sleep on the job. But they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before they did. An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horseshit. 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!"

"We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bitches we're going up against. By God, I do." "My men don't surrender, and I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull shit either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man! All of the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters, either.
Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn't like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, 'Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands.' But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would he be now? What would our country, our loved ones, our homes, even the world, be like? No, Goddamnit, Americans don't think like that. Every man does his job. Every man serves the whole. Every department, every unit, is important in the vast scheme of this war. The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns and machinery of war to keep us rolling. The Quartermaster is needed to bring up food and clothes because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last man on K.P. has a job to do, even the one who heats our water to keep us from getting the 'G.I. Shits'. Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men.
One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious firefight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that. He answered, 'Fixing the wire, Sir.' I asked, 'Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?' He answered, 'Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed.' I asked, 'Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?' And he answered, 'No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!' Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds. And you should have seen those trucks on the road to Tunisia. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they rolled over those son-of-a-bitching roads, never stopping, never faltering from their course, with shells bursting all around them all of the time. We got through on good old American guts. Many of those men drove for over forty consecutive hours. These men weren't combat men, but they were soldiers with a job to do. They did it, and in one hell of a way they did it. They were part of a team. Without team effort, without them, the fight would have been lost. All of the links in the chain pulled together and the chain became unbreakable. Don't forget, you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army. I'm not even supposed to be here in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddamned Germans. Some day I want to see them raise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl, 'Jesus Christ, it's the Goddamned Third Army again and that son-of-a-fucking-bitch Patton'.
We want to get the hell over there. The quicker we clean up this Goddamned mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt against the purple pissing Japs and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goddamned Marines get all of the credit. Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. And when we get to Berlin, I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!
When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a German will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don't dig foxholes. I don't want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don't give the enemy time to dig one either. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have; or ever will have. We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we're going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it's the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you'll know what to do! I don't want to get any messages saying, 'I am holding my position.' We are not holding a Goddamned thing. Let the Germans do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's balls. We are going to twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all of the time. Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like shit through a tin horn! From time to time there will be some complaints that we are pushing our people too hard.
I don't give a good Goddamn about such complaints. I believe in the old and sound rule that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder WE push, the more Germans we will kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that.
There is one great thing that you men will all be able to say after this war is over and you are home once again. You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON'T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, 'Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana.' No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, 'Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!'
That is all.

yes, it should be. but the fact that you see photos of people waving AK47s, rather then photos of their body parts strewn all over the street, makes me wonder what it going on.

We were fighting Nazi "Werewolves" - German insurgents - well into 1949, weren't we?

Most people have a gut instinct about this. If there is an angry mob, be someplace else unless you are Doc Holliday or Wyatt Earp.

No doubt the foreign leftist creeps who hate America over at DU.com are giddy with joy over this development.

They haven't picked this up yet. They are still to obsessed with the Election and AirHead America. But when they do they will gleefully count the American Dead and Wounded and post it 20,000 times on their website in 20,000 different way from here to eternity and for weeks on end. They love this stuff because in their eyes it makes Bush look bad! BASTARDS!

bookmarked

For any insurgency to last, there must be a continuous supply of weapons.

In Vietnam, the VC were getting tons of supplies from the Soviets and Chinese.

In Iraq, their weapons comes from scraps from the Iraq-Iran war. Deadly, but limited.

Funny how after Teddy’s "this is GWB's Vietnam" speech these miscreants throw their own version of the Tet offensive. I wonder if ol Teddy has been on the phone to Iraq lately? No doubt this is their "last stand" offensive.

Semper Fi

And then what do we do when the whole bleeping world comes down on us for making it a partking lot??

Tell them to sit down and shut up or get the same treatment!!!

Oops, sorry, too much caffine. ;-)

>>That was me. I know full well we're all in this together... we're all infidels to them.<<

You've got that right!!!!

Bret is reporting that at least 100 enemy fighters have been killed

A number of US wounded and a number of US casualties

Lined up and ready to die.

Iraqi Shiites, members of al-Mahdi Army militia stand guard outside the Al Kufa mosque in Kufa, 160 kilometers (100 miles) south of Baghdad, Iraq (news - web sites), Tuesday April 6, 2004. The United States declared Shiite cleric Muqtada al-Sadr an 'outlaw' after his militiamen battled coalition troops Sunday in Baghdad and outside Najaf. (AP Photo/Muhammed Muheisen)

I think we will pass on the advice from one who was unable to do anything on his own. Kurds would be dead or in deep shiite had the US not propped them up. You think we should not trust Rumsfeld but this guy? LoL.

There is nothing to panic about over a few skirmishes and riots.

"All of Iraq is behind Moqtada al-Sadr, we are but one body, one people," declared Sheikh Raed al-Kazami, in charge of the radical Shi'ite cleric's offices

Well, of course he's saying that. Wishing it doesn't make it so.

PRAYER HALL PUTSCH!!

In actuality this is a spoiling attack, a VERY old technique. What the rags always forget is that while they travel via toyota etc. our guys can pile on via blackhawks, M1a's Brad's etc. I don't see a good outcome for the rags Hoooooah! Its kick ass and take names time.