D-Day

 Seventy-eight years ago, Americans, Canadians and Brits assaulted German held lines on the coast of France.   I can't imagine what it would have been like to try charging fortified positions when you're running out of the ocean and trying to crawl through hell, all while bullets blow your buddies to pieces in front of you.  But they did it.

I've had the opportunity to speak to some WWII vets during my career.  The crap they went through makes any hardship we modern troops deal with seem like cupcakes and tea.  I considered it an honor just to be at the same table with them.

I'd like to think that if push came to shove, Americans could do it again if we needed to.  Sadly, after the past decade, I'm second guessing myself.

If you know, you know.

 

D-Day

I will remember.

Pearl Harbor Day

 The Democrat Party has accomplished Imperial Japan's goal.

D-Day

Might I suggest that you go read Historian's post over at Liberty's Torch.  It's well worth the time.

The American St. Nicholas

The Victory Girls have a blog post up about the modern origin of St. Nick in Germany.

In 1944, the 28th Infantry Division, 112th Regiment of the Pennsylvania National Guard had taken casualties and were exhausted from the Battle of Huertgen Forest on the Western Front in Germany. The GIs were sent to Wiltz, Luxembourg for rest and recuperation. There the story of the American Saint Nicholas played out.

Go read it all.  What caught my eye is the unit.  My Great-Uncle, whom I just recently learned about this year, was assigned to the 28th Infantry Division, 112th Infantry Regiment.  He died a little less than two months prior to the unit being sent to Luxembourg.

They were suffering the privations of war, missing the comforts of home, and in foreign countries. Their loneliness and fear had to be overwhelming. Yet, the GI’s of the 112th Regiment, PNG gave what they had to let children have a Christmas for the first time in years. 

The story of the GIs and the American Saint Nicholas is a story that every one of us should know and treasure.

This is what American troops do.  This is who we truly are.

I don't even know if I should post this

Given that half of this country has fallen back asleep.

The media made damn sure nothing interrupted their narrative, didn't they?  How long has it been since you last saw people jumping to their deaths from the Twin Towers in order to avoid an even worse death of being burned alive?

Do you even remember what it felt like that day?

Those people are still out there, waiting for their chance to strike again and kill as many Americans as possible.  The TSA won't stop them.  The government won't stop them.  Hell, the government can't even stop the mass flood of illegal aliens that continue across the border on a daily basis.  And let's face it - half this country would welcome in the killers and embrace them.

Yeah, I'm kinda pissed off and depressed today.

December 7th

A day that will live in infamy.

Or, if you're a Pinko Commie Red-Diaper Doper Baby Leftist, the day American got what was coming to it by peace-loving, never-warlike, totally non-aggressive Japan.

I've been to the USS Arizona Memorial.  It's a sobering, solemn place.  There is evil in the world because some people are evil.  There is bad in the world because bad people to bad things.  We can debate about the roots of evil, and what makes people go bad, but the bottom line can be summed up very simple.  There are bad people.  They want to do, will do and have done bad things.  And sometimes, you need hard men with guns to stop those bad people.

The Left in America has spent generations undoing those lessons.  I expect more episodes like December 7th, and September 11th.  

Anyone who clings to the historically untrue -- and -- thoroughly immoral doctrine that violence never solves anything I would advise to conjure up the ghosts of Napoleon Bonaparte and the Duke of Wellington and let them debate it. The ghost of Hitler would referee. Violence, naked force, has settled more issues in history than has any other factor; and the contrary opinion is wishful thinking at its worst. Breeds that forget this basic truth have always paid for it with their lives and their freedoms. 

We paid on December 7th.  We paid on September 11th.  And thanks to the pipedream Marxist culture that's overtaken America, we'll pay again in the future.

Sorry I'm not too happy today.

The Fourth of July

I wonder how much longer we're going to be celebrating this holiday, rather than a new Independence Day from Democrat/Marxist/Leftist/ProgNazi oppression instead?

Nancy Reagan has died

At the age of 94.  She lived a good, long, full life.  She did more than most of us can dream of.  And of course, she helped her husband rescue this country from the "Great Malaise" that Jimmah Carter put us into, along with the rest of the traitorous Democrats who wanted the USSR to win the Cold War.

So long, Nancy.  Say "Hi" to Ronnie for us.

When I went to the Reagan Library, one of the things that hit me emotionally was the letters and telegrams that Ronald wrote to Nancy before he was in politics.  There was plenty of humor, but through it all shown a deep and abiding love that he had for her.

They were a political couple who loved each other and didn't stray.  Try finding THAT in D.C.  It almost never happens.

December 7th

So, dear old dad was born prior to the attack on Pearl Harbor.  He was just a wee toddler when the Japanese attacked.  My Grandfather spend the next four years on a ship in the Pacific.  I have a rosary, on which hangs the crucifix my Grandfather had on his rosary that he carried with him all that time.  It's the only thing I have of him, except for the memories.

Pretty soon that's all we're going to have of the people who served in WWII.  Memories.  So if you know any WWII vets, shake their hand and thank them.

No Irish Need Apply

One of the greatest harms of Leftist ideology is the way they inject their politics into everything they do.  Like claiming historical facts never happened just because the group isn't one of the favored victim status groups of today.

All of this would have been written off as a myth if it weren’t for Rebecca Fried, a rising high school freshman—who one of the preeminent scholars on the Irish diaspora in the United States now calls a “hero” and “quite extraordinary”—and who simply couldn’t believe it, either. 

Rebecca never set out to prove the thesis wrong. She was just interested in an article her dad brought home from work one day.

You cannot trust any "scientific" information that comes out of a Leftist.  Social Justice Warriors ALWAYS LIE.

As an aside, if you want to know how much the Irish (and Catholics) were hated, look up the Mass Rocks.  The Irish were forbidden by the English from celebrating their faith in their churches.  So they had to say Mass on rocks hidden from view of population centers.  And often, when the Brits would find a priest saying Mass, they would slaughter him and as many of the congregation as they could.

Think about THAT as you ponder how much you're willing to suffer for your faith in America today.

Did I ever tell you about my grandfather?

Don't know if I did nor not.  Anyways, short Irish guy.  Born and raised in South Dakota, where my great-grandfather had settled after his stint of being press-ganged into the Cavalry.  And when I say "short", I mean 5'1".  He coulda been a Hobbit, only with less hair.

Too short to join the Army.  Too short to join the Marines.  The only branch of the military that would have him was the Navy, and only for a few jobs that didn't require the person to work vertically.  So Grandpa pulled and closed the charging plate on the guns; guns load, close plate, guns fire, open plate, clean out chamber, repeat.

It destroyed his knees.  It destroyed his back.  It destroyed his eardrums.  But he did it for four years in the Pacific Ocean.  A good Catholic man, he kept his rosary with him at all times.  I have the crucifix from that rosary.  The rest of the rosary fell apart decades ago, so I put it on a new rosary.  Just a simple cord with knots for "beads", and a crucifix that my grandfather had during his years in the Navy.  Fighting the Japanese.  Because they blew the ever-living hell out of Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941.  Today, 72 years ago.

Evil can walk the earth.  Entire societies and countries have gone bat-shit crazy.  Good men have to fight back, and those who forget these simple facts will either perish, or live as slaves.

What is that in scores?

150 years ago today....

"Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead who struggled here have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us--that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion--that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain, that this nation under God shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people, for the people shall not perish from the earth."

After this country goes to war with itself again, who will write such a speech for the dead?

Ruby Ridge

Insty has a link up about Ruby Ridge, 20 years later.

I wish I could report that the authorities' fear has faded in the decades since Ruby Ridge and Waco. Instead it has been institutionalized in the fusion centers that litter the country, where everybody from Ron Paul fans to anti-fracking activists have been tarred as potential terrorists. Meanwhile, the country's police forces have been steadily more militarized. What a sad and terrifying combination.

I was living in Coeur d'Alene when the Randy Weaver saga unfolded.  Ruby Ridge taught me that the government has absolutely no problem shooting an unarmed woman in the face when she's holding a baby in her arms.  I think that's a good lesson to learn, especially these days. 

What was planned for

Ace has a link up to this article, discussing the US military's supply of Purple Heart medals.  As you know the Purple Heart is awarded to servicemembers who were injured in combat.  The US military was anticipating so many casualties from the planned invasion of Japan that when Japan surrendered after we dropped the second bomb on Nagasaki, the inventory of Purple Heart medals lasted us until the year 2000.

Half a million Purple Hearts.  And that's after loss, pilferage, and waste.  Over a million and a half Purple Heart medals were produced for the war effort.

FYI, today is the 67th anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima.  So when people talk about how horrible that bombing was, just remember that the US military was preparing for millions of dead Soldiers, Sailors, Marines and Airmen.  The bomb changed that.  I'm rather glad my Grandfather came home alive, rather than leaving my father an orphan. 

Bill Whittle has one of the best summations of why we had to drop the bomb.  It's 15 minutes, but you need to watch it to understand why the decision was made.

Memorial Day

I don't tend to wax poetic about Memorial Day and what it means, because I normally end up with tears in my eyes.

Yeah, I admit it.

I'm one of the lucky ones, and being here, surrounded by Sergeants who have lost friends, brothers and family drives that point home.  Good God, I've been blessed, more than I think I have a right to be.  Hell, I'm willing to get that anyone reading this post has been blessed far beyond their ability to pay it back, and I think we know it.  So be thankful, and work to pay those blessings back.

A priest once told me that when God gives you a gift, he expects you to use it.  Well, we've been given the gift of freedom, and it's under attack from the Left - What are you going to do to defend it for the next generation?

What is today?

Anyone?







Anyone?

Today is the day that our countrymen died at the hands of Islamic terrorists.  It wasn't the first attack.  It wasn't the last attack.  But it was the attack that finally got our attention.  And ever since that attack, we've been told to ignore it and go back to our lives.  They won't show it on TV.  They won't show photos of it.  They ask "Is 9-11 over yet?"  Or "Is Al-Queda over-rated?"  They will refuse to do anything to prevent another attack like September 11th.

But this country doesn't forget those things too easily.

Never forget.  Never surrender.  Never submit.

American Documents

I recently purchase a set of documents from the Patriot Print Shoppe. It is a set of the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution and the Bill of right for only $34.95 plus $1 for S&H. They are each 17x22" and absolutely gorgeous. If anyone is interested, this is the place to go.

Now back to our normal scheduled blogging

Courts support private property

Court: Va. man owns 1776 copy of Declaration

A rare 1776 copy of the Declaration of Independence belongs to a Virginia technology entrepreneur, not the state of Maine, the Virginia Supreme Court ruled Friday. Richard Adams Jr. of Fairfax County purchased the document from a London book dealer in 2001 for $475,000. But the state of Maine claimed it belongs to the town of Wiscasset, where it was kept by the town clerk in 1776.

Virginia's high court said that a lower court did not err in its ruling in Adams' favor because Maine didn't prove the document was ever an official town record and that Adams had superior title to the print.

Adams' attorney, Robert K. Richardson, has argued that Wiscasset's town clerk copied the text of the Declaration of Independence into the town's record books on Nov. 10, 1776. It's that transcription, not the document upon which it was based, that is the official town record, Richardson said.

"The fact that the print was not made by an authorized public officer and was not intended to be the official memorial of the Declaration precluded the print from qualifying as a 'public record' under common law," the court said in its ruling.