West Point the "Enemy Camp"?

If there ever was a bigger D-bag than Chris "All tingly" Mathews, I've never met him.

West Point, the "Enemy Camp"? That say all you need to know abouth this A-hole!

Are you a Liberal, a Conservative, or a Redneck?

Are you a Liberal, a Conservative, or a Redneck?

Here is a little test that will help you decide. The answer can be found by posing the following question:
Q: Your are walking down a deserted street with your wife and your two small children. Suddenly, an Islamic Terrorist waving a huge scimitar comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screaming obscenities, yelling “Allahu Akbar” (تَكْبِير), raises the sword and charges at you.

You are carrying a Glock 9mm and you are an expert shot.
You have mere seconds before this madman reaches you and your family.
What do you do?

The Liberal’s Answer:
Well, that's not enough information to answer the question!
Does the man look poor or oppressed?
Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?
Could we run away?
What does my wife think? What about the kids?
Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the sword out of his hand?
What does the law say about this situation?
Does the pistol have appropriate safety built into it?
Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?
Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me?
Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?
If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me?
Should I call 9-1-1?
Why is this street so deserted? We need to raise taxes, have paint and weed day and make this happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.
This is all so confusing!
I need to debate this with some friends for few days and try to come to a consensus.

The Conservative's Answer:
Bang, bang, bang!

The Redneck's Answer:
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click..... (Sounds of reloading) BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click
Daughter: 'Nice grouping, Daddy! Were those the Winchester Silver Tips or Hollow Points?!'
Son: 'Can I shoot the next one?!'
Wife: 'You ain't taking that to the Taxidermist
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Thank you Mr. President (for your colossal waste of taxpayer money).

I was going to comment on how foolish Obama and his wife looked in as they tried to sway the International Olympic Committee in a stupid attempt to bring the 2016 Olympics to Chicago. Now that they've had their epic fail on this subject, I want to thank them for their tremendous waste of our money. American taxpayer money.

What did Obama think was going to happen if the Olympic games were given to Chicago? That all of the South Side gangbangers would go on a 16 day holiday during the games? (Hey, maybe the Olympic committee will hire them on as part of Obama's American Recovery and Reinvestment Act). Would he be able to funnel millions more into a corrupt and criminal ACORN? Does he think his star shines all around the world as it does with the lefty Hollywood crowd?

Anyway, Obumma 'n Opah don't have that kind of pull in the rest of the world. They thought they could pull a fast one on the EuroSocialistas but no dice bay-bee. Too bad, so sad.

I think Obama forgot the first rule on how politics are really played in Chicago:

He didn't grease the right palms.
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Ambiguities, Idiosyncrasies and Thing to Ponder.

1. Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.

2. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

3. If man evolved from monkeys and apes, why are do we still have monkeys and apes?

4. The main reason Santa is so jolly is that he knows where all the bad girls live!

5. If a deaf child signs swear words, does his mother wash his hands with soap?

6. If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?

7. Is this true? One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor?

8. If a parsley farmer is sued, can they garnish his wages?

9. It a turtle has no shell, is he homeless or naked?

10. Can vegetarians eat animal crackers?

11. Would a fly without wings be called a walk?

12. Why is there Braille on drive through bank machines?

13. What was the best thing before sliced bread?

14. Does the Little Mermaid wear an Algebra?

15. Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?

16. If you try to fail and succeed, which have you done?

17. Why are hemorrhoids called "hemorrhoids" instead of "assteroids"?

18. How come there's an expiration date on sour cream?

19. What a cruel thing it was to do putting an "s" in the word "lisp".

20. Can an atheist make an insurance claim against "Acts of God"?
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'Political Correctness' Contest

The following is the winning entry in an annual contest at Texas A&M University calling for the most appropriate definition of a contemporary term:

This year's term was 'Political Correctness'.

The winner wrote: "Political correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a delusional, illogical minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end"

R. J. Wiedemann Lt Col. USMC Ret.
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Living vs. Hibernating

I read this somewhere a while ago. I wish I could attribute it to someone, but my search came up with nothing.

I guess I saved it for days like these when I feel this way.

"You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book... or you take a trip... and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure.

That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children.

And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken."
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Huh? Obama is allowing the ChiComm's to raise their flag at the White House?

I don't know if I'm reading this correctly. If not maybe one of you can set me straight.
What I've read states that the national flag of the People's Republic of China (PRC) will be hoisted at the South Lawn of the White House in Washington on September 20, 2009.

WTF? Is this the kind of change that our citizens voted for?

It seems that Chinese associations in the United States had applied to hold a ceremony in front of the US President’s residence to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the founding of PRC. Hold on now, I think I'm hallucinating. The White House is celebrating 60 years of ChiComm dictatorship? The purging from their society of all free thinkers in the name of revolution?

The ChiComm's are leading us to believe that their application was approved not only because of the sound Sino-US relations but also because China is a responsible country. Responsible?
Don't make me laugh.

Is this because the Chinese now owns most of our country? They have been buying our debt now for years while we buy their goods in the factories that we had shipped overseas because our unions (who support Obama) increased wages so high that companies went elsewhere.

I for one, am going to write all of my so-called "representatives" in government and say in no uncertain terms that this should not be allowed to happen. Let the Chinese go to Cuba and celebrate with their dear comrades there.

Just don't do it in front of America's house. Never.
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Do we have to decide on Which Doctor or a Witch Doctor?

I usually pay no attention to Hollywood types when they are spouting off their political opinions, but I think Jon Voight has a valid point in this article from the Inside the Beltway column from the August 21, 2009 edition of the Washington Times.

The following is quoted from the Washington Times:

A Hollywood conservative has headed East. It's "Freedom Concert" time for Jon Voight. The Academy Award winner will join Sean Hannity in Cincinnati and Atlanta this weekend to honor fallen soldiers and present college scholarships to surviving children. Mr. Voight - a warrior himself in many ways - has been cogitating about the state of America, meanwhile. "There's a real question at stake now. Is President Obama creating a civil war in our own country?" Mr. Voight tells Inside the Beltway.

"We are witnessing a slow, steady takeover of our true freedoms. We are becoming a socialist nation, and whoever can't see this is probably hoping it isn't true. If we permit Mr. Obama to take over all our industries, if we permit him to raise our taxes to support unconstitutional causes, then we will be in default. This great America will become a paralyzed nation."

Be outraged, Mr. Voight advises.

"Do not let the Obama administration fool you with all their cunning Alinsky methods. And if you don't know what that method is, I implore you to get the book 'Rules for Radicals,' by Saul Alinsky. Mr. Obama is very well trained in these methods," he continues, citing a television campaign critical of the Republican Party and contentious town-hall meetings about health care reform.

"The real truth is that the Obama administration is professional at bullying, as we have witnessed with ACORN at work during the presidential campaign. It seems to me they are sending down their bullies to create fist fights among average American citizens who don't want a government-run health care plan forced upon them," Mr. Voight says.

"So I ask again. Is President Obama creating a civil war in our own country?"

Wait a minute. Did I say Jon Voight has a point? What I really should be saying is that he’s hit the nail right on the head and it’s been driven all the way through a 6 x 6 post. What he’s saying is that if we allow the government to rule every aspect of our daily lives then we will get what we deserve, a country where there’s no initiative, no self destiny. A place where no one will try harder because in the end they’ll just get the same as everyone else. If anyone wants to take the time to see how much of a waiting period they would have under ObamaCare, just take a look at the waiting periods socialized medicine has in Canada and Europe.

Please see this list from the Toronto area of the wait times for general surgery: Click Here to read the information provided by Canada.

Scary huh? A waiting period of almost 1/3 of a year in most cases. I just hope that this won’t happen to us.

God Help Us (Yes, I said GOD!).
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ObamaCare...It's no joke!

Need we say more?
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You Could Have heard a Pin Drop!

When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of empire building by George Bush.
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He answered by saying, 'Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.'
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You could have heard a pin drop.
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There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?'
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A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.
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We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?
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'You could have heard a pin drop.
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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies.
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At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.
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He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?'
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Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied, 'Maybe it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.
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Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.
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"You have been to France before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked sarcastically.
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Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously."Then you should know enough to have your passport ready."
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The American said, ''The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."
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"Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France! '

"The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in 1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchman to show a passport to."
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You could have heard a pin drop.

How could you?

This will tug at your heart. If it doesn't, you don't have one!
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HOW COULD YOU? - By Jim Willis, 2001

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When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.

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My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

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Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy.

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Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

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There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog ," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

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Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

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I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked, "How could you?"

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They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

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When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.

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As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I knew that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured, "How could you?"

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Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said, "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

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A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American & Canadian animal shelters. Please use this to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious.

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Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay & neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals.

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Remember...Your pets love you UNCONDITIONALLY!

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Fun with Uncle Joe!

Here are some of Josef Stalin's famous quotes.

Am I saying that Obama's like Stalin? No.

But Is his ideology similar? Yes! His recent trip to Russia proves my point.

My opinion...he cares more for them than he does for us.

"A sincere diplomat is like dry water or wooden iron."

"Death solves all problems - no man, no problem."

"Education is a weapon whose effects depend on who holds it in his hands and at whom it is aimed."

"Everyone imposes his own system as far as his army can reach."



"Gratitude is a sickness suffered by dogs."

"History shows that there are no invincible armies."

"I trust no one, not even myself."

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"Ideas are more powerful than guns. We would not let our enemies have guns, why should we let them have ideas."

"If any foreign minister begins to defend to the death a "peace conference," you can be sure his government has already placed its orders for new battleships and airplanes."



"If the opposition disarms, well and good. If it refuses to disarm, we shall disarm it ourselves."

"In the Soviet army it takes more courage to retreat than advance."

"It is enough that the people know there was an election. The people who cast the votes decide nothing. The people who count the votes decide everything."

"Mankind is divided into rich and poor, into property owners and exploited; and to abstract oneself from this fundamental division; and from the antagonism between poor and rich means abstracting oneself from fundamental facts."

"One death is a tragedy; one million is a statistic."

"Print is the sharpest and the strongest weapon of our party."

"The only real power comes out of a long rifle."



"The Pope? How many divisions has he got?"

"When we hang the capitalists they will sell us the rope we use."

"You cannot make a revolution with silk gloves."

Again, am I saying that Obama is like Stalin? NO!

And also again, am I saying that Obama shares the same belief system? YES!

Would you really like to live in a system where the State takes care of all? Or where the State decides how, what and in what form your work will be performed?

If that happens, then I believe that three things will happen (at least!):

1. The innovators will leave. No new and exciting jobs. We all might be working in candle factories or selling burgers and fries.

2. No one will give a crap about the products that might still be manufactured in America. The stuff will end up as being a lousy as the garbage sent here from China. Lead paint anyone?

3. No one will care about how good they do their job. Why care if the lazy are paid the same as the dilligent. We is all equal, isn 't we?

Say what you will about GWB. The Obama give away has just begun!

65 Years Ago Today, June 6th, 1944 - D-Day

Timeline: June 6th, 1944

From the SUPREME HEADQUARTERS ALLIED EXPEDITIONARY FORCE

Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!

You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of liberty loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers in arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.

Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle hardened. He will fight savagely.

But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man to man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground.

Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!

I have full confidence in your courage and devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!

Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.

General Dwight D. Eisenhower

Order of the Day

June 6, 1944

This message was given to our Allied troops the day of the Normandy invasion of Nazi occupied France. Notice that it gets right to the heart of the matter and doesn't beat around the bush. General Eisenhower states quite frankly that the Nazis will fight tooth and nail. They have the actual combat experience that many of our Allied forces lack. They have been tested, and to a large degree they have won.

Also notice that General Eisenhower asks God for his blessing. This was not frowned upon in those days. Today we would have the ACLU and other communist/socialist/atheist groups condemning the General for beseeching the help of God. Too bad we are not so tolerant today as we were then.

Here is some video of the recollections of the men and women who participated in the largest military operation ever. D-Day Recollections



Lets not kid ourselves. If Hitler and Nazi Germany had decided to sue for a peace, it probably would have been accepted, for a while at least. If Hitler hadn't decided to invade Russia then western Europe would still be under the yoke of Nazism. But thanks to God, Hitler was a madman. A psychopath bent on destruction by any means. If we had allowed the Nazi state to survive, then with their crazy ideas about eugenics and the so-called "master race" would still be in effect for occupied Europe. And if by some better luck by plotters of assasination of Hitler, there still may have been a chance to end the war with an intact Nazi Europe.



I wish to thank all the men and women for their service and lives to protect our liberty and freedom.

You were most certainly the Best Generation our Republic has ever seen.

God Bless you all!

A soldier died today...In Honor of Memorial Day 2009

JUST A COMMON SOLDIER

(A Soldier Died Today) by A. Lawrence Vaincourt

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast, And he sat around the Legion,telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he had fought in and the deeds that he had done, In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.

And tho' sometimes, to his neighbors,his tales became a joke,All his Legion buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer for old Bill has passed away, And the world's a little poorer, for a soldier died today.

He will not be mourned by many,just his children and his wife, For he lived an ordinary and quite uneventful life.

Held a job and raised a family,quietly going his own way, And the world won't note his passing,though a soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,their bodies lie in state, While thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell their whole life stories, from the time that they were young, But the passing of a soldier goes unnoticed and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land, A guy who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow who, in times of war and strife, Goes off to serve his Country and offers up his life?

A politician's stipend and the style in which he lives, Are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives.

While the ordinary soldier, who offered up his all,I s paid off with a medal and perhaps, a pension small.

It's so easy to forget them for it was so long ago,That the old Bills of our Country went to battle, but we know

It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys, Who won for us the freedom that our Country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,with your enemies at hand, Would you want a politician with his ever-shifting stand?

Or would you prefer a soldier,who has sworn to defend His home, his kin and Country and would fight until the end?

He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin, But his presence should remind us we may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict, then we find the soldier's part Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor while he's here to hear the praise,Then at least let's give him homage at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline in a paper that would say,

Our Country is in mourning, for a soldier died today.
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Red Sox Great, "The Little Professor", Dom Dimaggio, has passed....

Some of the below comments were taken from the MSNBC.com website

DiMaggio was a seven-time All Star who still holds the record for the longest consecutive game hitting streak in Boston Red Sox history.

Known as the “Little Professor” because of his eyeglasses and 5-foot-9, 168-pound frame, DiMaggio hit safely in 34 consecutive games in 1949. The streak was broken on Aug. 9 when his big brother caught a sinking liner in the eighth inning of a 6-3 Red Sox win over the Yankees.

The younger DiMaggio also had a 27-game hitting streak in 1951, which still ranks as the fifth longest in Red Sox history. Joe set the major league record with a 56-game hitting streak with the Yankees in 1941.

The oldest of the three center field-playing DiMaggio brothers was Vince, who had a 10-year major league career with five National League teams. Joe died in March 1999, while Vince died in October 1986.

Dom DiMaggio spent his entire career with the Red Sox, 10 full seasons plus three games in 1953, and was teammates and close friends with Ted Williams, Bobby Doerr and Johnny Pesky.

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God Bless you Dominic. You are truly missed. At the least of all in your fantastic life, you've had the chance to see our Red Sox win two World Series before you've passed to the great beyond!

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Love ya dude!

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