Listen up, THAT is how you complain!

Fantastic!
I thoroughly enjoyed "Bad Boy's" recitation of the various crimes and miscarriages of justice that the Democratic party is guilty of. Eloquently spoken, and I'm glad to see a kindred spirit has joined our ranks. From Kennedy to Reid, to Pelosi to Schumer, these people have engaged in a level professional sophistry which allows empires to crumble and causes republics to fail. And as the anniversary of 9/11 approaches these political Jacobins seek to smear the reputation of our most honored servicemen. That's correct, Reid has taken to calling General Patraius a liar. In preparation for the "surge report" to be issued Tuesday (9/11), Senate majority leader Harry Reid (D) NV has said "this man has been known to make statements in the past that weren't supported by the facts." The leader of the senate has taken the step of calling our battlefield commander a liar. Truman despised MacArthur, but did him the service of "asking" for his resignation and a ticker-tate parade. Our battlefield commander, a man whom has given his life to defending our rights, has to now listen to a corrupt and broken man tarnish his good name. Despicable. What has become of this once proud and patriotic party? They are democrats (small "d"), no more.

Also, given his eloquent prose, I would like to take this opportunity to personally thank "Bad Boy" for his service to this nation .. thank you sir. And in that spirit I will offer this piece which I wrote on the one year anniversary of 9/11. Now six years past it sits framed on my wall as a reminder to me of the sacrifice of men like you, and my little brother, proudly serving in the US Army.


On Point
I was recently asked whether or not I thought our president, and America in general, were on point with a foreign policy that seems to be leading to an inevitable invasion of Iraq.
On point.
Those words instantly conjured up a host of images. Images of men’s faces that I have seen throughout the years in John Wayne and Audie Murphy war movies. Faces of the “point man.” He is the soldier whom walks ahead of the rest of his platoon that’s out on patrol. He walks out ahead first. He meets the enemy first. He meets death first. He secures the area first and then signals to the rest by waiving them forward. “Come along”, he says, “this area is safe, I have secured it.” That sounds a lot like America to me. We are history’s point men. We walk ahead of the rest of the world in meeting those who live to kill freedom. We land first, we die first, we defeat the enemy first, and we leave the battlefield last. We signal to the rest of the world, “come forward.” In total, we lead.
Why?
It is because of our intimate knowledge of freedom. Freedom is not some abstract ideal to us. It is a tangible, living, breathing being that we can reach out and take a hold of, as it has taken a hold of us. It flows through our courts, churches, and homes. It is in our prayer meetings and at our dinner tables. It races down our highways, and screams through the air on the wings of our jets. We know it, and more importantly, it knows us. It knows that we are its defender, its keeper, and that it will always have a home as long as we hold breath.
We go out on point.
We signal to the rest of the world “come along." Liberty echoes in the sound of our soldiers boots hitting the ground, and freedom smiles. For it knows that once again we are out on point.
Our blood is still wet on the Sands of Iwo Gima. Sailors are still trapped at the bottom of the Pacific. Dog tags still lay buried without owner on the Korean Peninsula. And men still cry at the Vietnam Memorial.

And tomorrow, we will get up, and go out on point again.

FR.
9/11/02