Month: September 2012

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Sad to see… Marines in urination video charged.

Back a while ago I wrote about a group of Marines Urinating on dead Taliban insurgents.

I stand by every word I wrote then and I’m going to stand by every word I write now.

I’m disappointed in the brass at Marine Corps Headquarters.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Marines. I love all my Marine friends and by extension their trusted Marine buddies.

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I’m disappointed that the Marine Corps Brass pursued prosecution, and that they’ve seen fit to initiate corps martial proceedings against any of the Marines involved in this incident.

I can’t help but feel that the Marine Corps HQ has become a bunch of pussies who are more interested in looking good on TV and to the Media than backing up the Men & Women serving in the ranks.

Yeah, I just called the top brass pussies! I’ll take my beating if it comes to it.

(You don’t insult a Marine or the Corps without recognizing that you might have to pay a price.)

I’ve been involved through my friends and family on the periphery of the Corps for a very long time. Granted, not so much over the past 20 years or so.

I can’t imagine the changes that have gone on to allow this kind of political BullShit!

At most this incident should have been a slap on the wrists for those involved.

We are supposed to have a higher standard than the Taliban / Al Qaida fucks.

But Court Martial? I think that’s seriously over the top.

There are other charges, some of which are more serious… but frankly it sounds like someone had to dig deep into the UCMJ (Universal Code of Military Justice) to find something to charge these guys with. Which suggests that someone was demanding butts on the wall to appease someone.

As I’ve read several of the articles I found myself wondering “What about the Moron that posted the video in the first place?“

Surely that person brought shame and embarrassment to the Corps. Doesn’t that warrant at least a “Conduct Unbecoming” charge?

I’d hoped that this whole business had been settled behind closed doors. You know, the guys involved got spanked then got told to go out and kill more Taliban.

I’d honestly believed that some salty Marine in Washington had told the asshole liberal politicians to go fuck off. Sadly, I guess not.

Politically Correct doesn’t exist on a battle field. Get over it and move on.

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Hey… It’s not Politics!

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But the news is just as bad for me personally.

I got a notice yesterday that I was out of the running for a job that I really wanted.

Sigh…

This is one of those positions that I was completely willing to take a lot less money for and that I think I would have really enjoyed doing.

I wanted it so bad that I asked all kinds of people to write letters of recommendation for me and got everything in under a deadline.

I’m guessing that they looked at my previous salary and wondered why I was applying for a position that was going to be 30K less.

Sadly they didn’t give me a change to point out that the commute was less than 30 miles and that the savings in fuel and insurance per month alone would go a long way toward making up the difference.

I’m sure that they hired some hot shot from the local college, whole will be gone in a couple of months. I applied for a similar position several years ago. They interviewed me, but hired a new graduate.

3 months later they called me back to see if I wanted the position because the new graduate had accepted another position for more money.

I was polite at the time but pointed out that I too had recently found another position and that it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to switch so soon into my new job.

I strongly suspect that I’m looking at the same sort of event.

Of course if they call me in a few months… I may still be looking this time.

On the other hand I hope that I’ll be able to politely turn them down again. Not out of any sense of vengeance or retribution…

But because I’ll have a new JOB!

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Paraprosdokian Of the Week

A Friend sent me a list of these. I thought it would be fun to share them.

Paraprosdokians are phrases or sentences that lead us down the garden path to an unexpected ending.

There’s a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can’t get away.