Retired Military and High School Teacher. Please, no to porn, gimmicks, scams, BS, and mean people. Open to honest debate and conversation. Be cool out there.
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That’s his BN Commander calling BS. I remember when we got back in 04 from the IZ. We had a dude from Bravo Battery who got his leg blown off by an IED. Luckily he made it. His PL put him in for an Army Commendation Medal after we redeployed. They made me the S1. I called his dumb ass into the office after going through all the Award Recommendations. I called him on the carpet and said what the hell is going on Johnny K? Dude had his leg freaking blown off above the Knee. I told his dumb ass, you’re putting him for an ARCOM? he’s getting a Bronze Star. I’m upgrading his recommendation and downgrading yours. It’s not about medals. It’s about the men. Have a good night.
Carl the Frogman nailed reality to the wall. We have enemy in the wire, time now, and they chant Death to America, subjugate their weakest (Woman and Children), suck at personal hygiene, and play shitty music all day. Wake America 🇺🇸. If this shit gets out of hand it’s gonna get ugly. Battle Lines will be drawn. I know which side I’ll be on. Happy VDay.
I can attest to this. His words ring true. I remember on my 2nd deployment in the cradle of civilization (ass whole of the earth 🌏). Can’t remember if it was Balad or Mosul. I was checking on my Hoaahs at the front gate, they had Haji Guard and and perimeter security. There were two Iraqi Police DBags watching child porn on their laptop. I asked them, what the fuck is this BS? They said relax Captain. Women are for reproduction, little boys are for fun. I pulled my Joes out of there and told those assholes they are in their own. It’s a nasty religion. Read the Koran. Might wake you up. Have a good week.
I was an Army Intel analyst for Special Forces and military police sergeant and I have spent over 40 collective months in Afghanistan over my 23 years of service. My background taught me how this actually works. I LIVED in their country. I SAW how they move and operate when they already hold power, and I STUDIED how they take a country when they don't.
I saw girls beaten with fists and sticks. Kicked. I saw girls faces disfigured from acid attacks because they DARED to want to learn and have an education. I saw little boys as young as 9 years old treated as sexual entertainment through the accepted practice of bacha bazi (Chai Boys). I saw many a 'Man Love Thursday'. TOO MANY. I saw a culture where a woman accusing a powerful man of sexual abuse WOULD face shame, punishment and very likely DEATH because a man's word carried more weight than hers. Little girls are married off, bought and sold like livestock. These girls do not get a choice. It's either do it or DIE. They are controlled and hidden away underneath a burka. Inside a compound. No rights. No voice. They are OWNED by men.
Five years after the Taliban returned to power, this isn't ancient history. Girls are still barred from school. Women are still hidden, abused and powerless. The Taliban has issued more than 100 decrees restricting women and girls and made child marriage and forced marriage even harder to escape.
This is what I saw with my own eyes time and time again all over that country. This is what I KNOW.
And this is what I see right now IN MY OWN COUNTRY, unfolding before our very eyes......and its f*cking terrifying.
When Muslims are not the majority, they play a VERY different game. They label you an Islamaphobe. They demand tolerance. They demand their own rules. They build mosques and preach a 'Death to America' message from INSIDE our own country and make us pay them for it with our own tax dollars. They shame you for noticing. Then the second they see a path to power, they get bold.
They see that path in America right now. An IMAM in TEXAS just said it out loud......he said on camera, now that the state 'turned blue', it's their chance to TAKE OVER. That's why they're getting more brazen by the day.
Next, they'll build more mosques with Americans' tax dollars. They'll keep infiltrating our government so they can fight us from the inside. And once that foothold is strong enough, they WILL start implementing Sharia law.
I've already seen that ending. We HAVE to REJECT this and KICK THEM THE F*CK OUT!!! We owe it to our daughters and our sons not to let that shit live here. 🇺🇸🪖 Spread this message like our kids' lives depend on it because they 100% DO!!!!
Below is one of the many schools we built that the Taliban seized after we left country. I'm the one in the middle. 5'2 but locked and loaded. And thanking GOD every day that I took a breath in that country that-
1. I had guns and bullets
2. That I was an American
3. That I had the full force of the United States military on my side
Seeing this very same religion and culture that's destroyed so many other countries come to MY America is even scarier than seeing it there. This is OUR home. But it will be unrecognizable if we don't stand up and FIGHT against this with everything we have!
Great movie about the process of returning the fallen. If I’m not mistaken, the TSA Agent played Dominic Pilla in Blackhawk Down. He was one of the First Rangers who fell that day. RIP Ranger. Happy BDay USMC.
Today is the Marine Corps birthday. 251! Happy Birthday, DevilDogs! 🔥🇺🇸
…and thank you, sincerely, from this humble, patriotic civilian, for everything you do as a Marine to serve this country.
SEMPER FI
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Thanks for your service brother and I’m glad you made it home. I agree with everything you just said, then some. Most civilians don’t get the sacrifices that were made by men like you. I can’t remember all the holidays, birthdays, weddings, family funerals I missed while deployed or in training. Happy Veterans Day brother. You walked the walk. V/R! AATW! V/R! Bill H.
I turned 26 in Kandahar. It was a year unlike any other.
It’s impossible to describe that experience and give enough credit to the soldiers who led us and those who supported us. Still, I try.
From the moon dust that created suction under our boots to the Chinooks that took us home, I think about that year every day. Those men, in their element, doing what they had trained their lives to do, remain my measure of what human potential realized looks like.
Together, numbering close to a hundred soldiers, we were asked to do work that sometimes seemed unlikely for thousands to accomplish. We built a combat outpost in the middle of the enemy’s heartland and took away their freedom of movement. We supported locals and befriended allies. We were the bait during movements to contact so the Kiowas could come clean up the mess.
So many others did so much more than I did. But I did my part.
Together, we waged war while working to earn the trust of the next generation. The kids were fearless, fascinated by our heavily armed vehicles, from which we tossed candy, water, and toys.
The most heavily armored bearers of gifts to cross that desert.
We had computerized maps with live tracking of allied forces, cameras that could see for miles, and lasers invisible to the enemy. All of it against a backdrop of villages without running water, toilets, or electricity. The contrast felt like a time machine into another century or, at times, the set of a badly made Mad Max movie.
The mission pace was grueling, and the ground we had to cover was expansive. Endless nights at observation points in random fields, followed by escorting explosive ordnance disposal teams, followed by force protection and guard duty, followed by the morning Afghan National Army firefight outside the outpost. Then we started it all over again.
No weekends. No holidays. No nine-to-five. Just living each moment for tomorrow and relying on everyone to do their part, as well as they could, each second of today.
There were card games, books, movies on laptops, music, and cameras. Mostly, there was talking and preparing for the next order.
We were a platoon of tankers attached to infantry, and it was crazy. The men, the leaders, and the discipline made it work. The adrenaline and uncertainty made it exciting, even through stretches of boredom. Trust in the men above, beside, and below us made it possible.
Nothing is quite like it.
The platoon sergeants were better leaders than any movie or story could ever show. A hodgepodge of nerds, jocks, bros, goofballs, and serious men became a company of “grunts” from different races and faiths, doing the impossible without question, day after day.
The limits I thought existed for human capacity were revised routinely. I watched soldiers younger than me grow and accomplish more in a year than many do in a lifetime. I watched leaders older than me execute orders and convey confidence in ways that made the unimaginable feel manageable.
There is no greater feeling than being part of something bigger than yourself. Being one small part of that extraordinary group will forever define that year for me.
Whenever I begin taking freedom, liberty, or the comforts of civilian life for granted, the reminder is only a memory away. So much of the security and opportunity I’ve enjoyed began with the luck of where I was born.
We do not need more endless wars to teach us these lessons. We can all do better at remembering how fortunate we are that America exists.
I’m humbled by those who have deployed time and time again, and honored to have caught a year-long glimpse of the best of humanity in the worst of conditions.
Happy Veterans Day. 🇺🇸
#OEF #VeteransDay #War #USA #Army
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These dudes are knocked out. Give them about an hour. They will be raising hell before you know it. They look like partners in crime. Great post. Have a good night.
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I know the feeling. I think we found the missing link. Here’s the best way to exercise these dumb assess. Have a good night. Great post!
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I watched Restrepo a few times. Hits close to home. I was stationed in Vincenza in the late 80s. Was the 3/325 ABCT before flagged to 173rd. I have one of those creatures too. Be safe and well brother. AATW! V:R! Bill H.
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Roger that. Thanks to all the Marines out there Pat and present. I’ll be tipping a beer or two tonight in your honor. Semper Fi, Do or Die.
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This shit is so true. Catnip is like crack to cats. RIP Elvis, Casey, Jackson, Eddie, and Newtiess. See you at the Rainbow 🌈 Bridge 🌁. I’ll bring the beer and Catnip. Have a good night.
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I can attest to this breed’s loyalty. She (Zoe) has her own crew at the local dog park. We affectionately call it the Breakfast Club. She watches over all of them. Sight to see. Have a good night and rest of your week.
