I'm sick of seeing service members fried because an officer or senior enlisted wants to make a point. I'm sick of seeing teammates throw one another under the bus to save their own career. With over a decade of war there have been countless examples of selfless acts in combat, but why do those acts disappear when we come home?
Life has a true lack of defining moments. We don't get the epic battle cry, or the final hard push to life happily ever after. We get a grind, a day in and day out need to work. If we want to get ahead, we have to grind it out even harder
We like to think of ourselves as a revival of American industry in that part of our country.
"I want what they want, and every other guy who came over here, and spilt his guts and gave everything he had wants. For our country to love us as much as we love it. That's what I want.”
- John Rambo
War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.
1. A masterless samurai warrior class of the late Muromachi (1138–1573) and Tokugawa (1603–1867) periods, known for often being vagrant and disruptive and sometimes actively rebellious.
The guy who shot himself was standing there bandaged up, gathering his things. When I glanced down and saw a nice white field dressing..
I am bearing witness to the end of an era. I have the distinct blessing, or the agonizing misfortune of having front-row seats to the death throes of a creature that has defined a generation. This creature is what my buddies and I refer to as the Global War On Terror (GWOT for short).
So here's the deal: once upon a time a rock careening through the cosmos drifted close enough to a massive, naturally occurring instance of nuclear fusion to cook up an atmosphere and spawn organic consciousness, all so we could bear witness to the magnitude of existence.