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^^^^^^^^^^With all respect, unfortunately, this is part of our problem.
"He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark"
We teach our youth to Kill efficiently, or be great sports stars, or efficient corporate bankers, scientists, and so on, rather than teaching them the essential arts of creative thinking and peaceable conflict resolution. So if they then survive, they deal with life through the same prism, and the cycle continues. That's no slur to the soldiers or the rest of the youth. I love them and want them to prosper. Its rather a comment on our world and the societies we have created. I saw just the other day an interesting quote...."They've discovered the link between the caveman and civilized society and its us." I believe that was Arthur C Clarke, though I'm not certain on that. Regardless, what he's saying is we need a new paradigm. We call primitive tribes uncivilized and look down our noses at them because they don't have flush toilets but we have atomic weapons and sarin gas. How does that make us more civilized? If our world is to survive we need that new paradigm, and we need it quickly.
I suspect people who will take advantage of others if given the opportunity have always existed, and always will. Calling GMan stupid, insulting his vocabulary, and taking a condescending tone is hardly an example of "creative thinking and peaceable conflict resolution," and it only took a post to bring a self-proclaimed advocate of peace there...
I think GMan's post is about spot-on, and appreciate that there are those who are willing to give a portion of their lives, and potentially a lot more, to defend the freedoms we have.
John
I suspect people who will take advantage of others if given the opportunity have always existed, and always will. Calling GMan stupid, insulting his vocabulary, and taking a condescending tone is hardly an example of "creative thinking and peaceable conflict resolution," and it only took a post to bring a self-proclaimed advocate of peace there...
I think GMan's post is about spot-on, and appreciate that there are those who are willing to give a portion of their lives, and potentially a lot more, to defend the freedoms we have.
John
If you believe the Bible, the 3rd person on earth killed the 4th person (Cain & Abel), so war and killing have been going on for a long damned time, and it will keep going on until the lights go out. Its human nature.
I feel you, maggot.
Some times I take a step back and get disgusted with humanity that my job exists. We've designed trucks, tanks, planes, shovels, rifles, pistols, clothes, kit etc... scientific wonders all with the intention of throwing hot metal at human flesh.
Not saying we ought to bend over and take it and not fight back. Just wish it wasn't that way. I have similar feelings about police-- wish they weren't necessary, because it's just human ignorance that makes them so.
"Hey, you with the box cutter, can you and your buddies please put that down so we can gather together and sing Kumbya? I know you had it rough growing up, oh, you didn't? You had a life of privilege and you chose to take over this aircraft and now you're gonna fly it into the world trade center to send a message? Wow, well I can see that you have some strong motivation there but really, can't we all just get along?? Oh shit, watch out for that buil......."
Great ideas you have. Sadly, there are evil people in this world who just don't respond well to "creative thinking and peaceable conflict resolution." These are the people who we must be concerned with, not normal, sensible, logical and rational people. Some folks will only EVER understand violence or the threat of violence. To deny their existence is foolish. BTW, I would posit that 99% of the men who fought in WW2, Korea or Vietnam did NOT want that for their children. My father was a WW2 vet and he cried when I went to Desert Storm and worried so much while I was there he developed psoriasis which evaporated when I came home. Orwell said it best: "Those who abjure violence can only do so because others are committing violence on their behalf."
Now back to your regular schedule.
this reminded me of the below from a few years ago, seemed fitting to post
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father’s; but he has never collected unemployment either.
He’s a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm howitzers, mortars, grenades, RPGs, IEDs and rocket fires. He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.
He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts. If you’re thirsty, he’ll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He’ll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life – or take it, because that is his job. He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime.
He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to ‘square-away’ those around him who haven’t bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Soldier that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding. Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
The ultimate crotch rocket.
John I appreciate you calling me on that. let me give you an example of what I'm suggesting. In our existant paradigm I support mandatory concealed carry for at least 25% of all school teachers. If we are going to require that our children go to schools, THEY WILL BE SAFE AND PROTECTED. If you consider yourself worthy to teach the children, you must be responsible to protect them, or no job. But on the other hand, I look for and support the creation of a PARADIGM in which that is un necessary. How to get there I don't know. I do know that not just in that arena, but in many, what we are doing is not working, and to not look for a better way is folly.
At one time I had a paradigm. but one died, and now I just have one lonely digm....
Dreaming of driving through a mall? i do..
Mall Chase - The Blues Brothers (2/9) Movie CLIP (1980) HD - YouTube
Amazing that there is an entire generation... maybe two... who have never seen this.
Silly tween vampire and wizard movies will NEVER be a substitute for The Blues Brothers, Blazing Saddles and Police Academy...
Elwood "Sirhr" Blues
this reminded me of the below from a few years ago, seemed fitting to post
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father’s; but he has never collected unemployment either.
He’s a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm howitzers, mortars, grenades, RPGs, IEDs and rocket fires. He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.
He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts. If you’re thirsty, he’ll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He’ll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life – or take it, because that is his job. He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime.
He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to ‘square-away’ those around him who haven’t bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Soldier that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding. Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.