Happy Birthday..........

Today is the 231st Birthday of the United States Marine Corps. I've borrowed a clip to post here that I think sums up the nature of the "Esprit" that defines the brotherhood of all Marines.
This clip was never intended to be circulated widely but this is the age of the internet and it was............and it caused a stir.
Just a bunch of "jar-heads", placed in murderous conflict by the people of the country they would sacrifice their lives to preserve and protect, blowing off some steam, engaging in some gallows humor at the expense of their enemy........just doing what Marines do when they've done what Marines are sent to do.

....but some poor, sensitive, gaggle of politically correct assholes got offended by it.

and some ball rubbing functionary of the G. W. Halliburton administration decided that it didn't reflect well on the Navy Dept.

And, what someone labeled (appropriately enough) "some nutless star-chaser" at the pentagon decided to force the singer/composer, Corporal Josh Belile, to apologize publically.

Hell.............he should have had his picture on the cover of "Newsweek".
He should be doing tours of late night talk shows...........
You ought to be able to buy this on a DVD.
It should be on EM TEE fucking VEE....
He ought to be a household name..........like S/Sgt. Barry Sadler was with "The Ballad of the Green Berets" (fucking weinie)......

.....but then, what do I know.....I'm just an old "jar head".

Some of these lads aren't going to come home............and they know it.
....and I know it wasn't that little piss-ant in the White House that sent them to Iraq.
It was us.

A US Marine blowing off steam off duty and causing a media uproar because he's singing about shooting Iraqi civilians in self defense. "Dirka Dirka Mohamed Jihad" is out of Team America World Police Hadji Girl (the lyrics) I was out in the sands of Iraq And we were under attack And I, well I didn't know where to go Then the first thing that I could see Was everybody's favorite Burger King So I threw open the door and I hit the floor Then suddenly to my surprise I looked up and I saw her eyes And I knew it was love at first sight And she said 'Dirka dirka Mohammed jihad, sherpa sherpa baklava' Haji girl, I can't understand what you're saying And she said 'Dirka dirka Mohammed jihad, sherpa sherpa baklava' Haji girl, I love you anyway Then she said she wanted me to see Wanted me to go meet her family But I, Well I couldn't figure out how to say no Cuz I don't speak Arabic, so She took me down an old dirt trail And she pulled up to a sod shanty She threw open the door and I hit the floor Cuz her brother and her father shouted: 'Dirka dirka Mohammed jihad, sherpa sherpa baklava' They pulled out their AK's so I could see And they said 'Dirka dirka Mohammed jihad, sherpa sherpa baklava' So I grabbed her little sister And I pulled her in front of me As the bullets began to fly The blood sprayed from between her eyes And then I laughed maniacally Then I hid behind the tv And I locked and loaded my M-16 I blew those little fuckers to eternity And I said: 'Dirka dirka Mohammed jihad, sherpa sherpa baklava' They shoulda known they were fuckin' with a Marine

Three men were seated side by side on a long plane ride. After takeoff, the guy in the window seat turned to the other two and said,by way of introduction: "General, United States Army, retired.......married, two sons, both surgeons."
At that,the guy on the aisle seat speaks up: "General, United States Air Force, retired......married, two sons, both Judges."
Without missing a beat, the guy in the center seat says, in a powerful parade ground voice: "Master Gunnery Sergeant, United States Marine Corps, retired......never married, two sons, both Generals."......(taken from this month's "Chilli Chatter")

Happy Birthday Guys................Semper Fi.

Thus endeth the entry................