I had a professor who went to school during the depression. They got 25 cents a day for food but it only cost 20 cents to eat three meals in the school cafeteria. At night a guy came around selling candy bars for a nickel. A bunch of do gooders organized a campaign to stop buying candy bars and instead send the nickel to buy a chinese kid food for a week. My professor said he kept eating candy bars and when the Chinese crossed the Yalu he didn’t feel bad about being 4f because he already starved his chinaman to death. Feed ‘em now shoot ‘em later.
“didn’t feel bad about being 4f because he already starved his chinaman to death. Feed ‘em now shoot ‘em later.”
The last Korean War vet I was close to died three years ago; he’d have loved that line. He was a big guy named Bahr, so his squad always made him hump the Browning Automatic Rifle (BAR).