Thursday, May 31, 2007
Well, I did it. I got myself a swarthy Marine from Illinois. He wears size 12 boots and likes Girl Scout cookies. I ordered him from www.operationac.com. You simply fill in the blanks and the soldier of your choice is all yours. You can even choose one from a particular branch, deployment, and/or state. I kinda felt like I was man shopping. Of course, you can choose females too.
I've been doing some thinking about Memorial Day and the upcoming presidential elections and immigration and the cost of gas and Keira Knightly's lips. When I think about our servicemen and women, I think, when?
When will someone stand up and tell the wax faced politicians to quit treating our soldiers like minimum wage workers at Jiffy Lube who aren't fulfilling their 20 minute promise?
Who will defend our defenders? We all want a safer world for our children or so the political mantra goes. Here are someone else's children stepping in harm's way for the sake of OUR children. That kind of uncommon courage deserves a rousing ovation. When will the real America please stand up?
I like the chorus of this Rascal Flatts song, Stand:
Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you're made of
You might bend, till you break
Cause its all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get mad you get strong
Wipe your hands shake it off
Then you Stand, Then you stand.
Our country can't be content to sit back and watch our soldiers go to war without knowing that somebody here has their back. Has our government made mistakes? Hell, yes. Heinous ones. That doesn't mean we sit down and shut up. It's not over. I for one, would like to play some part in this war on terror. By George, if I have to buy Samoas and Thin Mints, I'll do it.
Defend their honor.
Defend this country.
And go buy some Girl Scout cookies.
OK. Enough depressing talk. Next post topic: reproduction.