Posted on 02/04/2007 9:46:03 AM PST by lowbridge
That, along with their credibility, their masculinity, and their ancestry.
An extremely important observation.
When I got off the shuttle bus from Travis to San Fran Intl. in April of '69, I was spit on by some long-haired, greasy punk. I backhanded his ass about 6 feet into a taxi.
The rest of them left me alone.
I also only think the left mouths support of the troops so they can avoid being labelled what they really are: anti-democracy protestors. That's what they were for Vietnam and that's what they are for Iraq.
Like a GI is going to waste his precious leave time or delay going home dealing with or reporting this type of incident. Every second of my leave time and the time between landing in the U.S. and reaching home was precious to us. Besides, who wants to admit this happened and not be able to tell how they beat the hell out of the person who did it?
Here's the lesson learned. Someboy spits on you, you knock their ass out. Period.
if America's military was anything like what they say, comparing us to nazi germany for instance, they would be terrified to make a peep. obviously, since they do not hesitate to throw insults and blame, their claims are false.
nice job with the hippie puke, btw. wish i had seen it.
"Returning Veteran decks democrat"
That would help.
Or some such marxist doubletalk ...
I'd submit that we should be questioning whether or not they are still breathing. I choose "not"...
My paternal grandmother stayed alive until I returned from the Nam in late Feb.1968. This was during the middle of the Tet offensive.
I didn't feel "at home" with my family so I'd cut the leave short, reported in to Pendleton early and signed a waiver to go back.
After the funeral service for my grandmother, while sitting on my parents couch (placed in front of a huge plate glass window, my first cousin sat next to me (a graduate of Berkely).
He turned to me and asked "did you enjoy butchering their children, and raping their women?" I reacted immediately, and tried to push him over the sofa and through the plate glass window so the broken glass could cut his throat.
I was told to leave by my family. Haven't seen that sob since, and still to this day want to finish the job on him.
Oh, by the way. The day before this, one of the guys in my squad's letter had arrived telling me the guy who took over my squad when I left had been killed by a sniper 3 days after taking over for me. Semper FI
Well, I haven't been spit on, but my car with Veteran plates has been spit on. So yeah the moonbats still harbor resentments, and still hate our country.
Thank you for serving.
Sorry what you went through.
Kick the spokes out of their bikes. Piss in their bongs. Worse yet, make them take a shower. Or get a job.
I believe it just happened at the lastest "anti-war ralley" in D.C. - and there were plenty of witnesses - in fact the guy was on O'Reilly.
The veteran had been wounded (lost a leg I believe) and somebody from the "anti" group spit at him.
Now .. where would they get the idea to do that .. except that they were surrounded by hippies who did do that before.
"The myth of the spat-upon Vietnam veteran refuses to die"
The above is a lie. This happened many, many times outside of and within the terminals at SFO, albeit only with individual Vets or very small (2 or 3) groups of them. Larger numbers of Vets were not overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of freaks sometimes gathered during their heydays. Not just spit....blood, feces/urine, and some other unsavory substances.
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