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'Nuff said!

By The Armorer on January 30, 2005 | | Comments (14)

Well done, Rose!

I'm tempted to ask her if I could borrow that picture for a caption contest...

But how could we do better? We couldn't. Even funny ones.

And besides, I can't do it. I'd hate for someone to think we were mocking something like this:

Ladies and Gentlemen, I say to you, "1st Lt. Nainoa K. Hoe, 2nd Platoon, C Company, 3rd Battalion of the 21st Infantry Regiment."

Freedom isn't Free.

Amidst the celebration in Iraq, we at Castle Argghhh! take a moment to reflect on the cost of Freedom.

Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance. In Memoriam.

Yesterday's elections in Iraq were paid for by these fine young Americans. And some not so young.

And that doesn't even begin to cover the cost that the Iraqis have paid, and will continue to pay, and for which Michael Moore et.al., hasn't a glimmer of understanding.

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By Cassandra on January 30, 2005 4:48 PM
John, this was something I wanted to work into one of my posts but it somehow didn't seem to fit. But maybe it will over here... I don't know. Maybe I'm just being a sentimental female. Occupational hazard. I'm a Shakepeare nut. From one of my favorite plays (and the same cast of characters that gave rise to the name of my blog), a scene from after the stunning victory at Agincourt, one that happened against all odds, and defied the conventional wisdom to boot. But then, history has a way of repeating itself: KING HENRY V Come, go we in procession to the village. And be it death proclaimed through our host To boast of this or take the praise from God Which is his only. FLUELLEN Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tell how many is killed? KING HENRY V Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement, That God fought for us. FLUELLEN Yes, my conscience, he did us great good. If you'll pardon my saying so, we owe what we saw today to two forces: those who left our shores, never to return again, and God. And they both did us great good.
 
By Papa Ray on January 30, 2005 6:43 PM
A Warriors Greeting they will get When they cross that golden line When they meet my dear friends Who gave their all in 68 and 69 They will be greeted with cheers Stars and stripes and hearts of gold By my friends that are still young That are still so brave and bold In this old heart of mine My song of gratitude is sung Papa Ray West Texas USA
 
By John of Argghhh! on January 30, 2005 7:18 PM
Papa Ray! I was beginning to wonder if I'd scared you away somehow. Welcome back!
 
By texasbug on January 30, 2005 10:28 PM
I'm so glad you said this, John. One of them was a good friend of mine, and I know he'd be bursting with pride to see what took place in the land where he lost his life. He believed in what we, America, was doing over there, but he also wanted to just make it better for the Iraqi people. They stand on his shoulders today.
 
By Justthisguy on January 30, 2005 10:49 PM
Reminds me of a story about The Battle Off Samar. Some admiral involved (one of the Spragues?) said that the victory was due to "the definite partiality of Almighty God", Halsey having screwed up so magnificently. Of course, some of the (relatively few) American sailors on the scene may have messed with the mind of the Japanese commander. Read about Samuel B. Roberts going down with safety valves screwed shut and Gunner's Mate Carr dying with the actual last round in his hands, and the crazy-brave actions of the guys in the other DDs and DEs. (And, to be sure, lots of other folks in the Taffy task forces, but the events aboard Johnston and Sammy B. are so romantic that one almost wants a time machine, so as to go back and help, even if it would get him nastily killed.) Umm, did the above make sense? Oh, for those with no Y chromosomes, I used "romantic" in the correct sense.
 
By Justthisguy on January 30, 2005 11:23 PM
Oh, dang. I just realized, I've prolly annoyed Cassandra. I wasn't writing about *all* wimmen, just the ones (who do seem to be in the majority) who seem to think that "romantic" means "having to do with an Act of Congress." So to speak. snork.
 
By Cassandra on January 31, 2005 9:30 AM
No worries, JTG, it's actually quite difficult to get a rise out of me :) Just ask the crew over at VC - they labor mightily in that regard and they are all, almost without exception, phenomenally talented.
 
By John of Argghhh! on January 31, 2005 9:39 AM
Which now begs the question... who, besides me (he said inoculating his ego) are the *exceptions...?
 
By cw4billt on January 31, 2005 9:19 PM
Over twelve hours, and Our Hero still awaiteth the answer to his query...
 
By Cassandra on January 31, 2005 10:13 PM
I'm not touching that one... There are one or two people who've managed to really make me angry and (typically) I doubt they're even aware of it. I don't think whether yours truly is in a snit or not even makes it onto most people's radar screens, frankly. One big giant Snoozefest.
 
By cw4billt on January 31, 2005 11:31 PM
I'll lay off the trivet snarks for a few days, just to do my bit. Although most of them probably don't even register on your radar screen... =]
 
By Justthisguy on February 1, 2005 12:07 AM
Trivets are cool and useful, it's the doilies which make me neerrvous. Now, the Fluffy Toilet-Lid Covers put me into full Norman Bates mode. God I hate those things. My little brother used to work at CDC, and he assured me that there was a significant number of small boys who suffered pecker injuries from having the seat and lid fall down spontaneously, being so precariously poised due to the thickness of those things. I mean, WHY would anyone install one of those? Why sit on the toilet with the lid down? Except, maybe, Idunno, for a little while because there isn't anyplace else to sit, in there, and you have to do something for which sitting will help yer concentration? You can put up with a hard seat for a short while, can't you? Don't girls have bigger asses than boys? With padding, and all? Why? What's it all mean, Mr. Natural?
 
By Justthisguy on February 1, 2005 12:44 AM
Dang, the thread veer! Ok, I'll try to get sorta back on topic: Remember the English lesson for Kate Valois in H5? "Duh nah-eel! Duh ail-bow!" Always cracked me up, when watching the movies. Oh, and did y'all know that Pepys bragged in his diary about kissing that Kate several hundred years after she was dead? Seems her tomb was accessible and her body in a remarkable state of preservation. You can look it up.
 
By cw4billt on February 1, 2005 5:39 AM
There's a reason his name is pronounced "peeps"...
 
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