Thursday, November 05, 2009

Pride In Killing

Below is a typical email that lands in my inbox.

It's the last thing that we Americans seem to be able to muster some pride in.

We can't be proud our manufacturing, our auto industry, our oil industry, textiles or other industrious activities.

We can't take pride in the future we're leaving our children.

We can't take pride in our corrupt government.

We aren't proud of our health care system or our education system.

We certainly can't be proud of our wealth, when our debt has accelerated to escape velocity.

We can't be proud that we're blowing another bubble that will likely destroy us as a nation.

We should not be proud that we've lost our status as the world's economic powerhouse.

We are failing on every account, when it comes to being the world leader in anything at all. This isn't an emotional point. This isn't me ragging the nation that I love. This is what the cold hard numbers say when we look at any facet of our nation's health.

But there is one thing we can take pride in. We are efficient and skilled at killing human beings.

This 19 year old ex-cheerleader (now an Air Force Security Forces Sniper) was watching a road that led to a NATO military base when she observed a man digging by the road. She engaged the target (i.e., she shot him). It turned out he was a bomb maker for the Taliban, and he was burying an IED that was to be detonated when a US patrol walked by 30 minutes later. It would have certainly killed and wounded several soldiers.
The interesting fact of this story is the shot was measured at 725 yards. She shot him as he was bent over burying the bomb. The shot went through his butt and into the bomb which detonated; he was blown to pieces. The Air Force made a motivational poster of her:



(Folks, that's a shot 25 yards longer than seven football fields!)
And the last thing that came out of his mouth ... was his ass!
If You Can Not Stand Behind Our Troops,
please Feel Free To Stand In Front Of Them!

6 Comments:

At 6:45 AM, Blogger Jacob Gittes said...

W:
Wow! That story made me sick.
The depravity of our culture has become so deep that it is hopeless. For the first time in my life, I saw a few minutes of a show called "America's Top Model" or something, where young women compete to become a model. Nobody got shot, but it was horrendously cruel... This is a sick culture of cruelty, all the way down.
I think I'll have to join the Amish or Quakers...

 
At 7:50 AM, Blogger Weaseldog said...

In the story, it's assumed that she shot a member of the Taliban.

Maybe he was. But we're also learning that our troops are having to conquer Afghanistan, one village and valley at a time.

The people of many rural villages have nothing to do with the Taliban, but they don't want to be our conquered slaves, so they put up a fight.

It's going to be a long slog, slaughtering the people of Afghanistan into submissive slave worshipers of the USA.

 
At 7:52 AM, Blogger Weaseldog said...

Check Out Fred's latest column.

http://www.fredoneverything.net/FOE_Frame_Column.htm

 
At 8:02 AM, Blogger Weaseldog said...

And check out this article by Ray McGovern.

http://consortiumnews.com/2009/110309a.html

 
At 2:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I do have hopes that I nurture...


* I hope that we do not slaughter ourselves into submission.

* I hope that we do not follow the darkest paths ahead.

* I hope that we stop looking for perfect solutions, but start using more pretty good ones anyway.

* I hope that I get to start a school some day.

* I hope we end the wars and bring our troops home, to find homes.

* I hope that rather than always tearing each other down, we start doing more building ourselves up.

* I hope that we collectively can come up with a vision that's big enough for hopes like these.


My heart goes out to Ft. Hood, Texas.

 
At 5:35 AM, Blogger Weaseldog said...

This has been a sad time.

I feel for the people who had died and lost loved ones, not just at Ft. Hood, but in this entire misadventure.

It's beginning to sound like the shooter did this to get out of being deployed to Afghanistan. I would presume that he felt this was a better option than to take part in killing other Muslims.

I don't know for a fact that's the case though. It's just the impression I'm getting from the current news stories.

If we contrast the way we fight wars against white christian peoples and the way we fight wars against people's of other races and religions, the dichotomy is stark.

WWII, The Spanish American War, the Revolutionary Wat vs. Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan.

When fighting predominately white Christian nations, we reach our objectives and quit. In the other wars, we go on and on and on...

I've seen some recent comments from folks claiming this isn't a war on Islam. Maybe not publicly. But the rhetoric I here in local barss and read on conservative web sites, make it clear that millions of Americans see it that way. And Muslim clerics in the Middle East are certainly preaching that it's a war between Christians and Muslims.

I personally believe that we are fighting these wars so that rich people can upgrade the gold plated ashtrays in the their limos, to solid gold ashtrays.

I know people who signed up, so they could kill ragheads, or Muslims, which are considered to be devil worshipers here in the Bible Belt. Allah we are taught is a another form that Satan takes.

There are many reasons why people support wars. That is why they are advertised as being all things to all people. Each individual can cling to their own personal reason for supporting these atrocities.

I don't think there is any good reason to start a war. And though we may find ourselves forced to fight, there is nothing good or honorable about a war. they say WWII was a glorious and honorable war, but doesn't that assume that Hitler did a glorious and honorable thing in starting it? Few would agree, but many are happy that he started it, so that the USA could be portrayed as a hero.

But wouldn't it be even better if wars never got started to begin with?

 

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