What’s in a name

John Frueh, a special forces weather commando (what the hell is a special forces weather commando?) website says, “Every night, as millions of Americans sleep peacefully under the blanket of freedom,” Air Force Special Operations commandos work “in deep dark places, far away from home, risking their lives to keep that blanket safe.

“U.S. Air Force Special Forces : Pararescue (what the hell is pararescue special forces?) a book about these guys.

GEN. CONWAY: (apparently a Marine General) Yes. You may not know this, but after the first MARSOC came home, we very quickly put another one in there, and we have had MARSOC in Afghanistan now … But because they’re Special Forces (General, there are no Marine Special Forces!), I won’t say much, except that they’re having huge success in conjunction with the Army teams that they operate with and the other coalition force nations whose sectors they serve in.

Special Forces, when used to describe capability, individuals, units or organizations, refers to a very select set of US Army Soldiers. The purpose here is to preserve, undiluted, the history, honor and reputation of those who earned, will earn, and wear the Green Beret. None of the men or units listed here have done that and therefore their claim to be Special Forces is either an ignorant error or an intentional masquerade. – from Veterans of Special Forces dot org. Check them out along with the POW Network for frauds.

I was a Special Forces soldier. My friends were Special Forces soldiers. I don’t appreciate being confused with some weather commando, some rescue guy or a Marine (nothing personal marine) as they are NOT SPECIAL FORCES. They may be special. They may be in special operations as direct action, rescue or heaven forbid a weather man but they are NOT SPECIAL FORCES. They do not and did not wear a green beret given to them by the President of the United States. Barry Sadler did not sing of them. John Wayne did not play one in a movie (ok, he did play a Marine). They can’t trace their heritage from Merrill’s Maurader’s and the OSS of WWII.

And for you phonies and wannabees out there – you will be caught in your lies. You are too easy to pick out in the crowd. Your day of shame will come. You know who you are not.

Once more for the gipper . . . “Special Forces, when used to describe capability, individuals, units or organizations, refers to a very select set of US Army Soldiers.”

Tiger attack . . .

December 25, three young men, slightly intoxicated enter the San Francisco Zoo. They make their way to the tiger cage to “heroically” challenge a caged tiger.

Legs dangling over the fence, they throw ice and yell expletives at the tiger. One stands on the fence and beats his chest like Tarzan. He pulls a sling shot from his jacket and fires ice and bb’s at the tiger.

Tatiana, the tiger, is pacing back and forth, back and forth. Already crazed from years of captivity she hates being looked at and hates being pelleted and hates the taunts, noise and harassment.

For almost 20 minutes this crap goes on in the dark. A piece of ice hits her in the ear. She vaults into the trench and leaps to the edge. Both front paws grab the earth and pulling herself up and out, she see’s her attackers backing up. She senses the fear, senses the panic. One leap and she is on top of the fence climber. Another of the harassers tries to distract her and she slaps him with a sharp clawed paw causing him to retreat bleeding badly. As she continues to kill her attacker, the other two flee.

Finished with one she tracks the others. It doesn’t take long. Both of the leg danglers and tormentors are hiding behind a table. She hits one and he goes down. She grabs the other and claws his head and back. Then somewhat mollified, she sits down next to her second attacker. He is sitting up. He is bleeding. He is not teasing her now.

She sees people approaching and goes on alert. The attacker next to her speaks out, “Help me” and she grabs his head with her front paws and claws.

She hears lots of noise and see lights. She moves away and as she clears the boys who attacked her she hears a loud noise and the lights fade. She is dead.

Fast forward . . .
Lawyer and ambulance chaser, Jon Doe (no publicity for him here) represents the survivors. Why the lawyer if they did not misbehave? Well, it seems these young men have experience with the legal system and that is why they lawyered up. A civil suit? Jon Doe is a criminal lawyer. Why hire a criminal defense attorney for a civil suit? Why? Because there is more guilt here than the tiger had stripes.

Sadly, the Zoo will be blamed (and they do share responsibility) as will the tiger. The tiger was just doing what tigers do. She should get no blame. The blame, as normal, rests entirely on humans.

They think we are idiots because we act like idiots

Deputy Defense Secretary Gordon R. England’s close aide is Hasham Islam, a Muslim who is leading efforts for the Defense Department’s outreach to Muslim groups. What the effort really is, either accidental or on purpose, is a misguided attempt to reach out to Muslims, regardless of their views or beliefs in Muslim extremism.

Clearly Secretary England, the number 2 man in the Defense Department, does not understand the nature of the Islamics that are working against us. Indeed, one of the Muslim Brotherhood front groups, the Islamic Society of North America, leaders were hosted by Mr. England in April at the Pentagon. Does he have a clue?

This attempt to reach out, be inclusive, tolerant and doggone just nice has kept military and civilian officials from conducting much needed assessments of how Muslim extremist are operating. To do so might involve examining Muslim religious beliefs and that is totally taboo. We wouldn’t want someone to feel bad would we?

In the meantime, Stephen Coughlin, an Islamic law specialist for the Joint Staffs, is being criticized for not taking a softer stand against extremist. Accused of being a Christian extremist with a pen, in a classic counter maneuver of “make counter accusations” we are once again taking our eye off the ball or sword as it may be and looking inward instead of outward.

Merry Christmas to all and to a few, thank you

Merry Christmas

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