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Veteran's Day, 2008

A Solemn Veteran's Day. My utmost Love and Respect to my fellow veterans, but especially so to those who have actually experienced combat, who have been injured, and most of all, to those who gave everything, and to their families who only have the remains of their memories to honor this day.
Ninety (90) years, after the "end of major combat operations," in Europe in the "War to End All Wars" or "The Great War" or as it officially became known, WWI, after we stupid humans didn't think that one settled things and started another one. Now, generations later, we have this fucking bozo who has the goddamn nerve to say: I will miss being Commander-in-Chief!?

Something tells me, lots of veterans, will not, miss you, President Bush, as Commander-in-Chief (CINC).
MY Personal Anecdote: I still remember the memo (one of the first) from Donald Rumsfeld, Office of Secretary of Defense (OSD) when I worked at Schriever AFB, Colorado, that struck me as a bit odd at the time, though only now, in retrospect does it become clear ... -- it said, I'm paraphrasing: no longer will generals and admirals in charge of major commands be called CINCs, because we have just one CINC! ... he wanted, by God, to make sure that those who had actually earned their rank, know who's the boss! Who knows how many thousands of man-hours, and millions of dollars were pissed away on stationary changes, etc, just to satisfy the man-child's fucking ego? A dry-drunk sociopath, an immature asshole, who desperately wanted to one-up his Dad(dy), by sending countless thousands to their deaths, and maiming 10's of thousands of young Americans, and worst of all, a willing puppet of the worst of the Nixon/Reagan apparatchik ... if you doubt they (Cheney, Rumsfeld, Wolfowitz, Perle, et al) weren't planning the Iraq Invasion from day one, I want what the hell you are smoking so I can live in la-la land too! And I'd then, if you have the fucking nerve to defend this horrid and criminal fucking presidential administration, I'd then expect you to march your self-righteous ass to your nearest Armed Forces recruiter and join the Army or the Marines and ask specifically for combat duty in Iraq, or you can otherwise, once, and for all, just:

!!!

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  1. In case you wonder, I got all of the above images from Iraq Veteran Against the War, just in case you might have chosen that angle to disagree with my post.

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