Toys for Toys

I just saw a cool commercial.

A Marine in his dress blues standing at attention. A young boy walks up to him and asks him if he is Santa Claus. No response from the Marine. Then the white gloved hand of the Marine turns and opens. The little boy grins and says 'You are Santa Claus' and he puts his list in the Marines hand. As the Marines hand closes the boy leaves smiling.

Please add a toy for the Marines to your list this year.

Being Thankful

A bit late but Thanksgiving was a busy day. With the wife not up to doing the cooking it was up to me. Luckily my sister was bringing about half the food. Dinner was excellent (it was strange cooking a turkey inside) and a good time was had by all.

So what am I thankful for? A wife who deserves better, kids - despite their issues - are great kids, a house around us, a job that pays the bills as well as enough left over to put Thing1 through college, friends, and family.

I am thankful that 52% of voters picked the right man to lead the U.S. for the next 4 years. I am thankful for the brave men and women who put themselves in harms way so that we can live freely.

I am thankful for this wonderful country. Despite the effort of all those (inside and outside the borders) who wish to destroy it, the U.S. is the greatest country in the world.

Happy Trails

Thing1 was coming home for Thanksgiving weekend. Snow was falling. Roads were slippery. Sounds like a fun day for a drive.

Left work to go pick him up a bit early so as to miss traffic. Yea - right. Got on I88 (iPass is really cool) and traffic stopped. It usually takes me 15 minutes to get to 355. It took 55 minutes. Another hour later I was finally there. Only twice as long as usual.

Five minutes later we were heading home. 2 hours and 35 minutes later (usually an hour) and we're home. 4.5 hours on the road. Can't wait for Christmas!

Nothing says Merry Christmas

like a Glock 17. Maybe a 19 - not sure yet.

While we are far (very far) from wealthy our choice of lifestyle has allowed us to live comfortably. It is also allowing for us to send Thing1 to a private college rather than a state school. Judging by the results so far this was an excellent choice.

Back to the Glock. The wife and I exchange lists of things we want for Christmas. Usually mine are filled with 'toys', her's have jewerly. They tend to be things that we want but won't usually buy for ourselves as they are past that limit that we have for 'stuff' purchases.

Several years ago I put a bunch of computer parts, knives, and DVDs on my list. I ended it with a Glock 17 or 19. In the pit of a state known as Illinois where we reside one needs a Firearms Owners Identification Card to legally buy a gun. I have one. The wife didn't at that time. So while the wife was at Best Buy looking for parts the clerk asked to see the list so he could find things quicker. After scanning the list he grinned and yelled to his buddy "Hey - this ladies husband wants a Glock for Christmas". The buddy replied "Cool!". I didn't get one that year. Or the year after. Repeat.

Now this year for some reason the wife says "Time to get your Glock". After I recover from the shock she just smiled and said "You deserve it". Who am I to argue? So after we drop off Thing2 for a Karate seminar next week we're going shopping. Maybe we'll get his-n-her's models? A 17 for me and a 19 for her? Hmmmmm...

Stranger things have happened!

Yum

The Wife makes the best fudge. Nothing fancy - just awesome chocolate fudge with walnuts. She made a batch for Thanksgiving today. And I got to scrap the bowl!

Somedays life is just great.

I've always wanted to do this

But things never seemed to line up for me. Somehow BlackFive is always is the right place.

Growing up we always used to have sailors from Great Lakes at our house for Christmas. It was fun talking to these guys and they always seemed to enjoy Mom's cooking. Hmmm - maybe we can make room this year...

Sunday School

No - I didn't go. I taught.

The wife has been teaching 2nd grade for a couple of years at our church. She alternates weeks with another woman at our church (who used to work with my oldest sister). Since she is still not 100% after surgery. Maybe not even 50%. Maybe 20% or so. This week was hers ao it was up to me.

I had a blast. I got to spend some time with 4 wonderful little boys. Reminded me of Cub Scouts so many years ago. We talked about what it means to be a King and then segwayed into how Jesus is Christ the King and how the Ten Commandments are our laws. These kids seem to get it. Well maybe just a little. And at 7 I'll take a little.

"Train your child in the way of the Lord and when he is old he will not turn from it"

Go Get Em Marines

My dad was a Marine. He was training for the invasion of Japan. I don't know if he ever saw combat as he never wanted to talk about it. He was pretty adamant that none of his boys went into the Marines. There are a number of times since then that I wished I had ignored him on this - as I had on so many other things. I've always felt like I missed something.

Since then whenever possible I always say Thanks when I run into a active duty or retired soldiers and Marines. These men and women took time out of their lives to put their asses on the line for me. It's the least I can do.

So when the story about the Marine shooting the 'dead' insurgent/terrorist in Fallujah broke I wondered when the local clueless liberal (CL) would start whining about how evil the Marine was. Personally I felt he did the right thing. Well the CL was right on time.

I sent him a polite note:

Burt,

You have a slight flaw in your argument. You write

"While a pledge to adhere to military codes and the Geneva Convention sounds noble, some argue that it is not realistic when fighting such a brutal war against such barbarians."

The Geneva convention applies to uniformed combatants of a organized army. The dead terrorist is 0 for 2. Your legal resources should have told you that. General Tommy Franks discusses this in "American Soldier" when the Special Forces went into Afghanistan and went 'native' to blend in.

On a semi-related note: Not far from where the Marine did the right thing one of his fellow Marines was killed and several others injured when the 'dead' terrorist decided to blow himself up. This Marine did the right thing. The camera operator did the wrong thing by making the tape public. He should have turned it over to JAG for a proper investigation rather than giving Al-Jazera more propaganda footage.

al

Shockingly I get a response a couple of days later.

Dear Al,

Thanks for your response. I appreciate you reading the column and taking time to respond in a polite manner.

I understand your argument, and asked my sources about it. "It was not the military JAGs who thought up the Geneva exceptions for terror suspects in Guantanamo and elsewhere _ it was the civilians. The JAGs were horrified," one responded.

These men have far more military sources than I (and, I'm assuming you), and they say very few military people condone any sort of deviation from the Geneva Convention and the military code. That is not the way the U.S. should fight a war, they say. I agree. A Navy admiral in the Pentagon who read my column also agrees.

While the Marine in question might never be charged with a crime, I am troubled by your assertion that he "did the right thing." How do you know this? Or are you just echoing the anti-American "kill no matter what" philophy embraced by our enemy?

I have a much higher opinion of our fighting men and women than that. Also, I think soldiers who fight by the rules have an easier time returning home and readjusting to civilian lives.

It seems strange that someone who in previous columns has done nothing but trash the military he claims to have a 'high opinion of them'. So I sent him a response.

They probably have more official sources than I do. Most of what I learn about what is going on in Iraq comes from the blogs of the men who are there.

It's really quite simple. You may even agree after reading this. From a letter from a Marine in Iraq posted at PowerLine

"This is one story of many that people normally don't hear, and one that everyone does.

This is one most don't hear:
A young Marine and his cover man cautiously enter a room just recently filled with insurgents armed with Ak-47's and RPG's. There are three dead, another wailing in pain. The insurgent can be heard saying, "Mister, mister! Diktoor, diktoor(doctor)!" He is badly wounded, lying in a pool of his own blood. The Marine and his cover man slowly walk toward the injured man, scanning to make sure no enemies come from behind. In a split second, the pressure in the room greatly exceeds that of the outside, and the concussion seems to be felt before the blast is heard. Marines outside rush to the room, and look in horror as the dust gradually settles. The result is a room filled with the barely recognizable remains of the deceased, caused by an insurgent setting off several pounds of explosives.

The Marines' remains are gathered by teary eyed comrades, brothers in arms, and shipped home in a box. The families can only mourn over a casket and a picture of their loved one, a life cut short by someone who hid behind a white flag.

But no one hears these stories, except those who have lived to carry remains of a friend, and the families who loved the dead. No one hears this, so no one cares.

This is the story everyone hears:

A young Marine and his fire team cautiously enter a room just recently filled with insurgents armed with AK-47's and RPG's. There are three dead, another wailing in pain. The insugent can be heard saying, "Mister, mister! Diktoor, diktoor(doctor)!" He is badly wounded. Suddenly, he pulls from under his bloody clothes a grenade, without the pin. The explosion rocks the room, killing one Marine, wounding the others. The young Marine catches shrapnel in the face. The next day, same Marine, same type of situation, a different story. The young Marine and his cover man enter a room with two wounded insurgents. One lies on the floor in puddle of blood, another against the wall. A reporter and his camera survey the wreckage inside, and in the background can be heard the voice of a Marine, "He's moving, he's moving!"

The pop of a rifle is heard, and the insurgent against the wall is now dead. Minutes, hours later, the scene is aired on national television, and the Marine is being held for commiting a war crime. Unlawful killing."

--End extract --

In my opinion this Marine may have saved his life as well as the lives of his team. If you have watched the uneditied video (I have) you would notice that the only one shot was the one faking being dead. The visibly wounded were left alone.

I think that soldiers and Marines returning from active duty will have an easier time readjusting to civilian life if it weren't for the fact the only stories the main stream media carries about Iraq show them in a less than positive light.

As far as the rules the Rules of Engagement for clearing a room of non-uniformed combantants are much different than when fighting a regular army. (See Froggy below)

I think if you spent some time read the blogs of those who have been shot at you might have a change of heart. A few to read

http://www.blackfive.net/
http://froggyruminations.blogspot.com/
http://www.paratrooper.us/
http://soldierlife.blogspot.com/

Most of these guys link to other milblogs. I suggest spending a evening reading them.

No response.
Hmmm.

I've never been in a life threatening situation before. Never had to point one of my guns at another human (came close once) but I'd like to think that I'd do the same as this Marine did. In my opinion he saved not only his life but several of his fellow Marines.

They guys are my heros.

Semper Gratus (Always Grateful)

An opposing view

A letter from a Marine with a different view on the shooting in the
mosque. Worth the read at PowerLine

Exit Strategy

This was talked about alot during the presidental race. BlackFive has a exit strategy for both Iraq and Afghanistan. I think it'll work.

What could this be?

JFK

What happens if you throw a anti-war protest

And the Marines show up? Smash knows!

A Day at the Hospital - Part 2

After getting the wife home from the hospital I got to go back the next day. No I didn't forget something. I had to take my father-in-law in for a test. Up early to go pick him up, back home to take Thing2 to the doctor. Back home to pick up the father-in-law. Off to the hospital to be there at 10:15 for a 11:30 procedure. Sat with him for a while till they wanted to put the IV in. So out to the waiting room. Bad place for someone with a iffy lower back...

Anyways a lady that was sitting a few seats away asked if I knew where the cafeteria was. Having spent the last 4 days there I knew. Back to the book I had brought along (American Soldier by General Tommy Franks - awesome read so far). She came back, thanked me for the directions and then asked me if I was enjoying the book. We spent the next 45 minutes talking books, kids, houses, religon, and the lack of family friendly TV on the broadcast channels. Then the nurse came to get her and the conversation was over.

After I got home I took a look at the TV Guide. There isn't anything on broadcast tv to watch with small kids. Thats sad.

Scum sucking liberals

After reading this I'm amazed that anyone would want to be part of this organization. The main idea of the thread is to stop giving to charity because Bush won and 'everyone knows that charities are slaves to the Republican party'. What a bunch of loons. While there are several charities that I won't support there are so many that do such wonderful work and it is strictly with donations.

The good thing about this is that with this attitude the Republicans may get over 60 seats in the Senate in 2 years :-)

Thinking about the people I know - those that lean to the right give money to lots of different charities. They also volunteer their time. Those that lean to the left - well they complain alot about how the goverment doesn't do anything. I'll stick with whats Right

Grrr Arg

Watching CSI - NY. The show is almost over. The case is almost solved. And CBS breaks in to tell me Arafat is dead! It couldn't wait 5 minutes for the local news?

Regarding Arafat - who cares? Maybe his family does. On the other hand the only good terrorist is a dead one...

Veterans Day

So what does it mean? For school kids it's a day off. For just about everyone else - it's another day at work. If you're a veteran - that ain't right!

I'm not a veteran. I almost went into the Air Force in 1979 but the recruiter couldn't / wouldn't put the training I wanted in writing. So I went to college instead. Ever since then I've felt like I was missing something.

To any veteran who reads this - Thank You. Thank you for taking the time out of your life and giving to your country. Thank you for your sacrifice so that the rest of us can sleep safely in our beds at night. Thank you. I know it's not much but it's what I can do. If I could give you the day off on November 11^th I would. You deserve it.

Another Birthday

For a real oldie. I am soooo glad that they are still around. Happy 229^th Marines

Sounds like a mandate

Much has been said about the election, exit polls, and whether or not W has a mandate. Over at Blogs for Bush Matt has a link to an article about a question asked in the exit polls. (Assume that this question for correctly answered)

Since so many who voted for Kerry were voting against Bush the actual numbers are something like 57.2 million (Bush) to 12.9 million (Kerry). Mandate!

Playing Mr. Mom

With the wife in the hospital enjoying better living through chemistry I get to run the house. Shouldn't make too much of a mess in 4 days...

Getting Thing2 up takes awhile. She likes to get moving slowly. Once moving she's ok.

But today the fun started way before that. Buffy the Cockatiel Slayer (our cocker spaniel) decided she missed the wife at 2:30am and wanted to go out. Back to sleep till 4:30AM when the CO detector decided to tell me it was time to replace the battery.

Got Thing2 up at the right time and off to school. Off to work and a huge traffic jam. Home at the usual time, make dinner, and off to visit the wife at the hospital. After an hour she was falling asleep talking. Time to go. Some DQ for desert and time to relax. And start all over again tomorrow...

A Day at the Hospital

The wife had surgery today. Fairly major operation that went well so all is good. Well except for the recovery process to come. I had the easy part - sitting in the waiting room. Easy except for lower back problems. Nothing compared to what my wife will be going through but a pain to me. A least I got to spend some time with my oldest sister who sat with me.

Doc and I got to catch up on things. Which was good as we don't get much time alone to talk. I had some things to explain after Thing1's birthday party. Funny how conversations take strange turns and half answers get out and people who know what you're going through (or at least thought they did) give you funny looks. And then you have to explain...