Category Archives: Troops

Obongo: our terrorist-loving prez

“Never did I imagine that the Americans would elect a president who would give open support to the Muslim Brotherhood, or that a Secretary of State would take as one of her closest advisers a woman whose family and background are connected closely to the highest levels of the Muslim Brotherhood organization,”  Howard Rotberg, on the Freedom Press blog.

Well, there is the amusing part that the close adviser turned out to be so dumb that she married a flasher. But not all of us voted for the black moron who sucks up to terrorists and we won’t vote for the Lizard Queen, either.

I’d just add that Mr. R.’s remark therein that Slick Willie disarmed American soldiers on their bases in 1993, setting up Fort Hood for a massacre, is pure BS. American soldiers have not, at least since the 1960s, carried arms on their bases except when in training or on guard duty. Nor were officers then allowed to carry personal firearms. I know the IDF does it, but that’s a holdover from 1973 when the invading Syrians caught them temporarily unarmed.

Via Simply Jews.

Why we don’t win wars anymore

“On December 7, 1941, the U.S. naval base at Pearl Harbor was attacked. Three years, eight months, and eight days later, the Japanese surrendered. These days, America’s military moves at a more leisurely pace. On November 5, 2009, another U.S. base, Fort Hood, was attacked — by one man standing on a table, screaming “Allahu akbar!” and opening fire. Three years, nine months, and one day later, his court-martial finally got under way…it now takes the U.S. military longer to prosecute a case of ‘workplace violence’ than it did to win World War Two.”   —Mark Steyn.

Benghazi coverup: It’s about the Manpads

Manpads, a silly acronym for shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles. You know, the kind developed to shoot down military helicopters, which could also be used, if the user was driven by some sort of religious fanaticism, to shoot down airliners.

And 400 of them still on the loose is the reason for all the coverup about Benghazi, from Shillary’s “What difference, at this point, does it make” tantrum to the CIA’s hush-up of the survivors to Obongo’s claim of “phony scandals” unfairly diverting attention from his next ho-hum (yawn) speech.

Maybe we’ve finally got an explanation for why no aircraft were sent to help Ambassador Stevens survive.

Via Instapundit.

The insanity at Fort Hood

Bad enough that the Pentagon echoed the White House in calling the Jihadi massacre of 13 unarmed soldiers (and wounding of 32 more) at Fort Hood in 2009 “workplace violence,” but now there seems to be no valid reason to be trying the killer Muslim major.

“The evidence will clearly show that I am the shooter,” he testified Tuesday. Huh?

If he admits his crime, if he admits he was the one who shouted “Allah is great” while he was pulling the trigger at least 13 times, why is he even on trial? He’s not defending himself as an innocent falsely accused. He admits his guilt. Sentence him and be done with it.

What seems to be happening is that he wanted a forum to publicize Jihad and let us all know why he had to murder people he’d never met to make his bloodthirsty god happy. And I’m sure he’ll show us chapter and verse in the Koran requiring him to fight the war that our incompetent government won’t even acknowledge. What poppycock.

The Army is staffed by bigger fools than we already thought. They’re giving this murderer a forum for his religious propaganda. And charging us taxpayers for a privilege he doesn’t deserve. The murderous major supposedly is insane. Ha. We’re the insane ones for putting up with this sorry excuse for a military.

UPDATE:  More absurdity: Since the Jihadi major faces the death penalty, under military law he cannot plead guilty. Huh? Even though he plainly has. Apparently he is going to get his soap box. And, get this, he’s still being paid his military salary. It isn’t like no one knew the bastard did it. But they insist on playing their little charade for the sake of “justice,” so-called.

Dad’s weekend date

My career Air Force father was still flying tail-draggers like this World War II C-45H every other weekend in 1958 to earn his flight pay, according to his official pilot logs which I inherited.

That Royal baby

Fox News, which I check at least once every day as the most reliable and objective of the traditional news gatherers, lured me in the other day to paying attention to Prince William and Princess Kate and their baby boy.

I already admired dad for being a helicopter pilot in the Royal Navy. The late Princess Diana’s eldest certainly didn’t have to venture into that particular danger. Nor did his younger brother, Harry, have to fight in Afghanistan. I also liked Bill’s self-deprecating remark that his new son (bald as babies usually are) has more hair than he does.

Katie seems nice enough. Although a commoner (like the rest of us) whose ancestors actually include coal miners and laborers, her beauty, ever-present smile and flamboyant hats help her fit right in with the other swells.

Why do we (and me) care about these folks? I’m not sure. America wouldn’t exist if our predecessors had not been anti-monarchists who kicked out the old royal’s troops, including their German mercenaries.

Nevertheless, says Spengler: “…the [endurance of the British monarchs reflects] a longing for something more permanent, more reverential in the character of the state.” Lord knows I’d rather look at William and Catherine than our ever-mendacious president and his sour-faced wife. But Bill’s father, Charlie, is a bit of a dork.

Spengler says it all goes back to ancient Israel, the combination of monarchy and religion, that is. The Brit monarchy, you see, upholds the Church of England even as its parishioners dwindle in an increasingly secular country.

But Bill and Katie are just plain refreshing. They seem more wholesome than some of the usual dweebs who clamor for attention. Even if their royalty is dated (going on a thousand years) and, just like our latest occupants of the White House, they get their goods by sponging off the taxpayers.

They probably don’t smile near as much in private. I expect Katie does not cook and I’m sure she doesn’t clean. But Bill, who is after all a military pilot currently stationed in Wales, might use the refrigerator now and then without waiting for a servant to misunderstand and bring him something he doesn’t want.

The Battle Continues

Sudip Bose, friend of a friend, served in Iraq as an Army surgeon. Last time I spoke to him he was trying to get a book published about his experiences. But the book was too positive for the usual suspects of traditional publishing.

Then, Sudip was an ER doc in Midland. He may still be that. But now he’s also author of this interesting Web site, a public speaker and a conduit for efforts to help the American survivors of the Iraq and Afghanistan campaigns, especially the wounded, walking and otherwise. Visit the site, watch his video, and please consider a donation.