I am a woman who happens to believe women don't belong in combat -- women are physically weaker and more emotional, therefore more irrational, than men.
However, I feel women can offer a lot in non-combative support. My sister-in-law was an Army nurse during WW II and women make great spies.
However, we can be bad asses if we are pushed into a corner. I had -- not by choice -- to kick someone's ass a few days ago, and the old gal's lucky I didn't hurt her really bad. I also had to put her husband in jail. Her husband is my brother and a drug-crazed idiot. She is now one scared drug-crazed idiot who just got a taste of why she don't want to mess with me.
I'm 50 years old and abhor violence. My Mama taught me ladies don't fight, but don't EVER run from one. But when someone threatens me or mine, I'm mean as shit.When the survival mode kicks in, watch out.
Anyway I have been in a foul mood for days over that, and then this movie REALLY pissed me off.
I guess I need to chill out and go fishing. Fishing always puts me back into a good mood.
However, while I'm really in bad mood, I plan to let the producers of that crappy TV show know how I feel. I'll write a letter. I have letters from Fred Thompson (ex-senator from Tennessee) responding to letters I sent him about Bill Clinton's impeachment, and from Bill Jenkins responding to my letters about the United Nations.
We also need to hit the advertisers. And the great thing about FR is that before this thread ends, someone will have a list of them complete with contact info.
Same sh!t, different war.
Even Hanoi Jane is back on the road (for now).