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Republic. I like the sound of the word. It means people can live free, talk free, go or come, buy or sell, be drunk or sober, however they choose. Some words can give you a feeling that makes your heart warm. Republic is one of those words. - John Wayne

Thursday, August 31, 2006
 
Its Not All W's Fault
by Cordeiro
Yesterday, we here at SOTR raised the BLAS to the Orange - Whine Level. We do this every so often, mostly whenever Scotch Kennedy or Bella Pelosi open their collective pie holes.

The increasingly virulent Bush Derangement Syndrome has infected the left to a point where they no longer make sense, even to themselves. Every now and then somebody attempts to bring them back to something resembling reality. Today it was Jonah Goldberg's turn. Here's a highlight from his column, which garners my Read The Whole Thing prize for today:

The Mississippi coast was hit harder by Katrina than New Orleans was. And although New Orleans' levee failure was a unique problem - one the local leadership ignored for decades - the devastation in Mississippi was in many respects more severe. And you know what? Mississippi has the same federal government as Louisiana, and reconstruction there is going gangbusters while, after more than $120 billion in federal spending, New Orleans remains a basket case. Here's a wacky idea: Maybe it's not all Bush's fault . (Emphasis mine)
He ends with this classic statement with which I could not agree more:

Look, things could obviously be a lot better. But they could be a lot worse too. John Kerry could be president.
Well said, Jonah.

In a refreshing change of tune, it appears W and Company have decided to play offense on the public stage rather than just sit there and absorb the daily body blows delivered by the MSM.

The MSM, of course will react to this like the sky is falling. The Congressional Jackasses will cry foul from any microphone showing the faintest hint of being live. This is always entertaining to watch. The MSM, along with the Congressional Jackasses, will continue to aggressively cheer against any type of victory (perceived or otherwise) in the Global War on Terror. Its almost as if they can't help themselves. Then they'll act surprised when they're hung by the rope they made with their own hands.

Memo to MSM: Give these people more air time.

Here endeth the lesson.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
 
The Rocky Protest Show
by Cordeiro
Having evidently not read my August 2005 post on the subject of How Not To Receive A President When You're Mayor, the less than honorable Salt Lake City Mayor Rocky Anderson will today attempt to out do his performance of last year.

He invited Cindy Sheehan to add gravitas to his effort, but she was forced to decline for health reasons. While I wish her a speedy recovery, I'm kind of sorry she missed the show. The sound bytes would have been priceless.

I enjoy Salt Lake City. Its one of the many places I can claim as a home town. The people there are good, honest, hardworking folk. They are entitled to have their elected mayor represent them in a fashion which brings honor and dignity to their city.

Rocky Anderson is so far off that course he's halfway to Singapore.

The people of Salt Lake City and in a larger sense, the people of Utah overwhelmingly voted for W. Rocky doesn't care. He can't get past his Moveon.org driven, Daily Kos fed, visceral hatred of W and all things Republican to do his job as mayor and receive the President of the United States with the honor deserved by the office if not the man.

Memo the Daily Kos' Al Rodgers: 2,000 people is not a large crowd. You can find 2,000 University of Utah students wandering aimlessly at any given time. Your definition of "All Hell Breaking Loose In Utah" is so ludicrous I'm going to assume you think scattered showers will cause torrential floods. I rarely read Kos. This entry shows why.

All Rocky can do is go drum up 2,000 rent-a-mob protestors to rage against the Commander-In-Chief as he addresses the Veterans of Foreign Wars.

I don't know much about Utah's lone democratic congressman, Jim Matheson, but you won't find him at Rocky's side screaming himself blue. He could be there - his district does in fact contain much of downtown Salt Lake City. Where will Congressman Matheson be? Greeting the President of the United States with respect even though he's from a different party and political ideology.

That difference, dear reader, is why Rocky Anderson's political career will never rise about that of a second tier pot hole filler in downtown Salt Lake City.

Here endeth the lesson.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
 
Memo from George W. Bush to Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
by Bonjo
Dear Mahmoud,

You rascal, you. Always trying to shake things up. I read in the paper this morning that you proposed a debate with me:

"I suggest holding a live TV debate with Mr. George W. Bush to talk about world affairs and the ways to solve those issues," he said.

"The debate should be go uncensored in order for the American people to be able to listen to what we say and they should not restrict the American people from hearing the truth."
You know, Moody, debates really aren't my forte, but I'm willing to humor you on this one.

My nation graciously extends to you an invitation to join me in a publicly televised debate. Since you live in the mountainous Iranian countryside, I'm sure you would like a change of scenery. Tropical regions are very nice this time of year.

In fact, my country has a secure facility where we won't be bothered by anyone--not even the weather. Meet me at Guantanamo Bay next week. Bring all of your ring leaders, too. They won't want to miss this.

See you then, Moody.

Signed,
Dubya

P.S. Pack anything from your wardrobe that's orange. Orange breathes better in the tropical air.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
 
World Trade Center - Movie Review
by Cordeiro
I don't go see many movies for one simple reason: It is simpler to amend the United States Constitution than it is to move heaven and earth to the point the Ravishing Mrs. Cordeiro and I can go to the theater.

When I learned a major motion picture was being made about the story of two Port Authority Policemen who survived the collapse of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, I knew it was a movie I had to see. I'll admit the fact the film was directed by Oliver Stone made me think twice.

You can say what you want about Stone and his crack pot conspiracy theories about the JFK assassination, but you have to admit the man can direct a gripping piece of cinema.

Stone carefully crafts the story of PAPD Sergeant John McLoughlin and Patrolman William J. Jimeno as they endure what can only be described as Hell on Earth. Buried in the collapse of Tower 2, they somehow manage to survive the collapse of Tower 1 and the additional WTC buildings that fell on that Tuesday morning.

It is a story of courage. It is a story of survival. It is a story of hope.

It is also a story of duty. Intermingled with the buried cops is the story of a Marine Staff Sergeant Dave Karnes. Staff Sergeant Karnes had been out of the Corps for some years prior to the attacks of September 11. He watched, as we did, the events unfold on television. He heard the call of his country and didn't wait for the paperwork. He put his uniform on, sped to the scene, and along with another Marine (also not active) climbed the mountains of debris looking for survivors. They found McLoughlin and Jimeno.

This film cannot be accurately reviewed. I cannot here impart the experience of this movie. You have to see it - on the big screen - to get even a small measure of what these men experienced on that day.

Films like World Trade Center and United 93 are few. There need to be more of them. Much more.

Some claim its too "early" for such reminders of September 11, 2001. Such people would like to turn back time and return to an era when Islamofacist Murdering Thugs didn't threaten our very lives and those of the ones we love. Sadly, a return to such an era isn't possible. We need to be reminded of just what happened that day. We must never forget.

Memo to Oliver Stone: Well done. Well done. If the Academy can't see this for what it is, then they really are blind and stupid.

On a personal note: This September will mark the 5th anniversary of the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. Five years is a long time. Yet, after all this time, there is still a 20 acre hole in the heart of Manhattan. How long will we allow the New York City Skyline to be dictated by some cowardly bastard hiding in a cave?

Here endeth the lesson.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
 
Theme Park Lessons
by Cordeiro

This year's family vacation has taken us south down the Eastern Seaboard to the Plywood (formerly Sunshine) state of Florida. Carved deep in the stone foundations upon which the Cordeiro family is built is written the rule that expressly states that when visiting a state with a Disney theme park is located, patronization thereof is mandatory.

Hence this post (as you will see below) comes to you via the cramped keyboard of a Blackberry. Apologies for spelling and typos in advance.

Disney has been doing theme parks for over a half-century now. All things considered, they do a pretty good job of it. Somehow they manage to convince people to drop a few bills just to get through the gate and then spend hours in line for rides that last less than 15 minutes. Add another bill or two for lunch and dinner and you could easily a large or two by the time you pick up your Mickey ears on the way out.

Much of the Disney parks are built around the movies produced over the past 50 years. One of the most popular rides is the famous Splash Mountain. Nobody comes off that ride dry. As you may or may not be aware, Splash Mountain was inspired by the movie Song of the South. If you haven't seen it, you're not alone. For reasons I won't get into here, Jesse Jackson and company has made sure that nobody will ever see B'rers Bear, Fox, and Rabbit on the screen again, nor will you see Uncle Remus sing Zipadeedoodah. Say what you want about "racial sensitivity", but I think that kind of censorship is wrong.

As much an attraction as are the rides, the people are often far more entertaining. In no other place will you find a more interesting collection of attire and headgear. This brings me to my next point: After years of patronizing theme parks, I've decided to offer some suggedtions on wardrobe choice, since so many of my fellow park users seem to have such a difficult time with this issue. Here are a few pointers:

1. What you have not all of us want to see. This area is most often violated by the female gender, however I have seen some serious transgression on the male side as well. If there's a possibility its a) too short, b) too tight, or c) makes you look fat - it is or does. Guys - leave the tank tops and cutoff shirts for yard work. Showing up in public wearing a "wife-beater" is just bad form.

2. Hats. Let's get serious here. Do you honestly think you'll eve wear the Goofy Top Hat outside the park? You do realize you just plunked down 20 clams for that piece of felt covered styrofoam. Don't say I didn't warn you.

But, what do I know? I've just spent an hour in the searing Florida sun waiting for a 12 minute ride. So, if you'll excuse me, I've got an appointment with Cordeirinho and a parade.

Here endeth the lesson.
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Friday, August 18, 2006
 
Ray Nagin And Your Money
by Cordeiro
America's most incompetent mayor, the infamous Ray "Brother, Can You Spare A Bus?", fresh off his re-election victory, has decided he doesn't like the way reconstruction money is being allocated to his city.

He used the National Association of Black Journalists Convention to make his views known. He went so far as to declare that Hurricane Katrina "exposed the soft underbelly of America as it relates to dealing with race and class." He further declared:

And I, to this day, believe that if that would have happened in Orange County, California, if that would have happened in South Beach, Miami, it would have been a different response," the mayor said.
Memo to Ray: This tripe is old, Ray. Your city has received a ton of US taxpayer money. You and the City of New Orleans are not entitled to that money, Ray. Its a gift of the American Taxpayer. You, sir, are the racist, not the people cutting the check to rebuild your city.

Ray also complained that most of the money had gone not to the city, but to developers and contractors. He evidently doesn't get the fact developers and contractors actually do something with the money other than squander and embezzle it. Why he believes funds should be given to the very city bureaucrats responsible for the conditions exacerbated by Katrina is beyond me. Then he complained about the fact the people giving the money are actually dictating how it should be used.

Hey, Ray. This isn't your money. It comes from guys like me who are growing a little bit weary of hearing you feel like you're entitled to it. Your continued one note samba of racism isn't going to play anymore. Grow up, and do the job New Orleans (for reasons nobody can quite understand) hired you to do.

Here endeth the lesson
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
 
CFR's Julia Sweig Knows "Why They Hate Us"
by Cordeiro
In the near echo chamber of academics and think tanks, there is a hazard which stalks those people whose job it is to study subjects, issues, peoples, and regions for a living. The hazard is a slow numbing process kind of like what happens to people as they experience hypothermia and frostbite when exposed to severe winter storms.

The hazard of focusing your intellectual energies, however vast they may be, on one thing is that eventually you begin to believe that which you claim to only be a student of.

Today I came across an Op-Ed piece in the Los Angeles Times written by Julia E. Sweig with the blaring headline Why They Hate Us. Intrigued by the possibility that someone has finally figured out this important issue, I commenced to read Ms. Sweig’s explanation.

First a bit of background on Ms. Sweig so as to better understand the point of view from which she writes. She is the Nelson and David Rockefeller Senior Fellow for Latin America Studies and Director for Latin America Studies at the Council on Foreign Relations. In other words, she studies Latin America for a living. I have a bit of experience in this corner of the world both professionally and academically – a point on which I’ll expand later.

Returning to the subject at hand, Ms. Sweig has figured out why the rest of the world hates America with such a passion. Here’s my summary of her lengthy and quite disjointed analysis:

Most glaringly, the World hates America because of George W. Bush. His

go-it-alone tough talk after 9/11, contempt for the Kyoto accord, war and then chaos in Iraq, secret prisons in Europe and alleged use of torture at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba
has caused America’s “moral standing in the world” to decline “precipitously.”

These sins, added to the unforgivable crime of winning the Cold War, Globalization, and the capital crime of spreading capitalism in failed socialist and communist countries and you have the underpinnings of a Global Hatred for All Things American.

Ms. Sweig throws in, for added effect I assume, this added list of American shortcomings:

U.S. credibility abroad used to be reinforced by the perception that our laws and government programs gave most Americans a fair chance to participate in a middle-class meritocracy. But the appeal of the U.S. model overseas is eroding as the gap between rich and poor widens, public education deteriorates, healthcare costs soar and pensions disappear.
So let me get this straight. The World hates us because there is a perceived gap between the rich and poor, costly health care and a failing public education system? She continues:

Most recently, the U.S. government's seeming indifference to its most vulnerable citizens in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina further undercut belief in the American social contract. The immigration debates also have fostered the perception that the U.S. is vulnerable, hostile and fearful.
Help me out here. I’m still not getting why the aftermath of Katrina fuels Global Hatred for All Things American. Katrina proved, if nothing else, the need for self reliance, effective community response and recovery plans rather than a misplaced belief that the federal government can come in and magically make Mother Nature behave.

To Ms. Sweig’s credit, she does offer solutions, though like most academics, her solutions are amorphous, vague, and non-quantifiable. She suggest US foreign policy be conducted with the soft lexicon watchwords of

pragmatism, generosity, modesty, discretion, cooperation, empathy, fairness, manners and lawfulness…[deploying] U.S. power with some consideration for how the U.S. is perceived will gradually make legitimate U.S. military action more acceptable abroad.
In other words, something akin to John “Lurch” Kerry’s Global Test. Ms. Sweig, we’ve been there and done that. It was a complete and total failure which has given us the world scene upon which we now stand facing down dictators like Kim Jong "Mentally" Il and Iran’s Mahmoud how ever you spell his last name. It was called the Clinton (Sorry Excuse For) Administration, and we’d prefer not to regress to a foreign policy which consists of "Appease and Punt".

Other solutions she offers to increase our “moral standing and security” involve changes in domestic policy to reduce social and economic inequalities (read increase taxes and raise domestic entitlement spending) and reducing our dependence on fossil fuels.

As I stated before, Ms. Swieg and I share a common interest in Latin America. I’ve live in the region, speak the requisite languages, and have worked on a professional level there for a good chunk of my career.

There is a certain level of disdain for the United States that courses through the people of Latin America. Some of it has to do with perceive US meddling in their affairs, but most of it has to do with a deep seated envy. They see the affluence of the US and are envious because their country, culture, or mind set does not offer what they see in their northern neighbor.

The US is blamed for many of the ills of Latin America. People complain – some days at near fever pitch levels – about issues which have nothing to do with US foreign policy. If you listen to it too long, as Ms. Sweig evidently has, you run the risk of actually believe what the demonstrators with the bull horns are screaming.

If the world, specifically Latin America, indeed had a Hatred for All Things American, they would not attempt, at great risk to life and limb, keep coming here to fulfill the dream their native land evidentially cannot. Ms. Sweig, in her meandering diatribe fails to demonstrate understanding of this key issue.

In fact, her Op-Ed is extremely difficult to follow because she runs the gauntlet of the leftist talking points in her essay. Some of her points are valid. Most are not.

If I may be so bold, and since it’s my blog I will be, as to offer Ms. Sweig some unsolicited advice. In doing so, I will paraphrase the immortal words of Steve Martin to John Candy in the classic piece of American cinematography Planes, Trains & Automobiles
When you’re [writing these Op-Eds], here’s a good idea, have a point! It makes it so much more interesting for the [reader]!
Here endeth the lesson.
 
Jesse To The Rescue
by Cordeiro
It was going to happen eventually.

The world media can only focus on so much. There is, after all, a limited supply of front page space, lead story time, and internet bandwidth. With the attention of the world focused on the strife and turmoil in the Middle East, Jesse Jackson was beginning to feel left out.

After all, its been at least a week since he was on television for any reason. To Jesse, that must feel like an eternity.

So, in order to get himself back on the world stage, he has decided to inject himself into the Israeli-Hezbollah conflict.

Will he pick up a rifle and stand a post on either side of the battle? Nope. Will he fire Katusha rockets at Israel, or drive a tank against the Hezbollah terrorists? Not a chance.

Jesse's here to negotiate the release of prisoners on both sides. He has traveled to Washington to meet with ambassadors from Israel and Syrian. Talking with Syria is evidently the equivalent of talking to Hezbollah.

ABC's Barry Schweid declares Jesse to be "an experienced go-between" having secured the release of Americans from Syria, Cuba, Iraq and Yugoslavia. What Mr. Scweid doesn't mention is the fact that Jesse did little more than place himself in a situation where he caught a ride home on the same plane as did the former hostages.

Jesse is not a diplomat. He is not a negotiator. He does not represent the United States nor does he hold any chips with which to bargain. Jesse is a publicity hound interested in little more than getting his mug before as many cameras as possible. In this particular case his command of the facts surrounding the issues could not be weaker. When asked about his conversation with Syrian Ambassador Iyad Moustapha, Jesse stated:

I asked him to make an appeal to his president, Bashar Assad, on a humanitarian basis to appeal to whoever is appropriate, maybe Hezbollah, to seek the whereabouts and grant the release of the two Israeli soldiers.
Maybe Hezbollah? Maybe Hezbollah? Who in the hell do you think took the soldiers, Jesse? Peter Pan?

If I'm an Israeli soldier being held by Islamofacist Murdering Thugs and I somehow learn Jesse Jackson is attempting to secure my release, I believe I'd ask for a cigarette and a blindfold that very minute.

Here endeth the lesson.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
 
The Mahmoud And Mike Show
by Cordeiro

Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad likes to talk. A lot. He doesn't really have much to say, but he really enjoys saying it.

He wanted to talk to the American people. His vehicle of choice turned out to be the venerable bastion of the TV news magazine shows, the once great 60 Minutes. Evidently Mahmoud thinks some people actually watch that show.

For reasons I still don't understand, CBS unearthed the recently retired Mike Wallace to do the interview. Mike Wallace has a well earned reputation as a hard charging, old school, gritty newsman who asks the tough questions of just about anybody. He's made many famous people very uncomfortable in his time on the air. Hard men and tough women have been driven to tears by his relentless nature. Of all the 60 Minutes regulars, the one that made most people nervous was Mike Wallace.

I did not watch Sunday's 60 Minutes broadcast. I, like most other Americans, had better things to do. That said, the Mahmoud and Mike Show propelled CBS to a rare 1st Place finish in the ratings race for Sunday night. Normally that would be impressive, but considering the competition was re-runs and a pre-season football game a 6.2/12 share might mean people had nothing better to watch.

I caught the full only somewhat edited interview on CSPAN last night. I was baking Zucchini bread and literally had nothing better to watch lest I fall asleep and waking to carbonized bread pans. The Mahmoud and Mike Show was anything but riveting television.

CBS, for the time being, has the video available here. Ian has gone to Hot Air and has deprived the Blogosphere of his normal video skills. Ian, Repent!

Mike Wallace has clearly lost his edge. Mahmoud walked all over him, even through the interpreter. He rambled endlessly about the need for a change of attitude towards Iran by the United States Government. Several times Wallace questioned him about his vitriolic hatred for all things and people Israeli. Mahmoud waffled (badly) around that issue and repeatedly expressed the desire to talk about other subjects, up to and including (no I am not making this up) the truth about US literacy rates.

Would someone please tell me what Mahmoud Ahmadinejad knows about literacy in the United States?

Mahmoud's body language throughout the interview is strained. He sits slouched in the chair wearing something that looks like a 1980's Member's Only jacket. His statements are meandering and make little sense even in the interview context. All the world's problems, in his mind, could be solved if Israel were wiped off the map and the United States retreated from Iraq and gave Iran, Syria, and Hizbollah free reign in the Middle East.

When asked what he expects of W, Mahmoud issued this reply:

I was expecting Mr. Bush to give up or, I should say, to change his behavior.
Memo to Mahmoud: You're reading the wrong papers. Give up is not in a Texan's vocabulary.

The interview did show Mahmoud, for all is dislike of America, is surprisingly well informed about such important issues as W's popularity. He's even come to believe his own version of rewritten history. When asked about diplomatic relations with the United States, he replied:

Who cut the relations, I ask you.
Memo #2 to Mahmoud: Yes, Mahmoud, relations were cut by the United States after you and your Islamofacist Murdering Thugs had your revolutionary party in 1979. If I'm not mistaken, your taking and holding American citizens hostage for some 400+ days might have had something to do with that. You were intricately involved in that process - it was most likely a big selling point in your campaign.

Mahmoud is obviously not well grounded in reality. It showed very much in his encounter with Wallace despite the fact Wallace has long since lost the edge he once wielded so well. Mahmoud shows no signs of movement toward reality. This is most demonstrated by his commentary given today before a huge crowd of people waving Iranian and Hizbollah flags.

God's promises have come true. On one side, it's corrupt powers of the criminal U.S. and Britain and the Zionist .... with modern bombs and planes. And on the other side is a group of pious youth relying on God.
Somehow he forgot to mention those "pious youth" take great joy in blowing themselves up and murdering innocents in the process.

Here endeth the lesson.
Friday, August 11, 2006
 
Yes, America, We're Still At War
by Cordeiro
One month from today will mark the 5th anniversary of the day when the war against Islamic Fascism came to America's shores. Much of the world's memories of that day have faded. People have moved on, the globe has continued spinning its way around the sun.

There are even those who have begun to allow themselves to believe what happened during the early morning hours of that Tuesday in September 2001 was an isolated event. There is no threat anymore, they say. Let us return to the somewhat care free days when more attention was paid to Hollywood wardrobes than to screaming Islamic terrorists half a world away.

In short, they prefer the view from below the sand.

Then yesterday came the unwelcome reminder. The Islamofacist Murdering Thugs still want to kill us. Here. Well, between here and London, but you get the point.

Their target date was August 16. There are 24 suspects in all, all of which are now in British custody.

Their mission, as far as anybody without at TS/SCI clearance knows, was to blow up American, United, and Continental Airlines jets flying between the UK and the United States. So far, it looks like the plot was disrupted.

Now, ask yourself one question - how was this plot to commit mass murder discovered and thwarted?

Well, first chatter was intercepted by the US and shared with the Brits. Some of the suspects had evidently made phone calls to people in the United States. Does anyone want to debate the wiretapping issue now? Anyone? Bueller?

The British domestic security agency MI5 tailed the group of Muslim men in London and other parts of the UK for well over a year. They listened to their meetings. They monitored their spending. No doubt some lawyers will find this monitoring to be "troubling".

And finally, though no doubt more details will be forthcoming, two British Muslims were arrested in Pakistan about two weeks ago. Something caused them to spill the beans about the impending plot. Somehow I doubt the impetus involved tea and crumpets.

So yes, America, we're still at war. We're at war, as W so eloquently put it, with Islamic Fascism. These remarks were met, unsurprisingly, with condemnation from the Council for American Islamic Relations.

Memo to CAIR: If the shoe fits, wear it. Do something about the fact the men plotting this mayhem did so within the walls of a London mosque. Until you as an organization take action against those of your followers who seek to rain death upon this nation, be prepared to deal with the consequences of their actions. End of memo.

Wars are won by defeating the enemy in such a way that he is no longer able nor willing to wage the war he started. Islamic Fascism must be defeated, destroyed, and decapitated where ever it may be found. Whether in Lebanon, Iraq, Afghanistan or any other front, those who fight with or support the Islamofacist Murdering Thugs must be confronted and defeated - in every way possible.

Here endeth the lesson.
 
Aviation Ordnanceman 2nd Class (SEAL) Marc A. Lee, United States Navy
by Cordeiro
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. - John 15:13

In the shadowy world of Military Special Operations, there is no more effective fighting force that the SEALs of the United States Navy. The application process is legendary. Few attempt to join the ranks of the SEALs. Fewer succeed.

It is in this light that I direct you to the story of Aviation Ordnanceman 2nd Class (SEAL) Marc A. Lee. He was killed in action on August 2, 2006 during military operations with Army forces in Ramadi.

His final act before departing this earth was raining down machine gun fire in a protective action for several of his teammates, one of whom was seriously wounded. For his actions he was awarded (posthumously) the Silver Star. This medal is second only to the Congressional Medal of Honor in its significance. From the citation:

During the operation, one element member was wounded by enemy fire. The element completed the casualty evacuation, regrouped and returned onto the battlefield to continue the fight. Petty Officer Lee and his SEAL element maneuvered to assault an unidentified enemy position. He, his teammates, Bradley Fighting Vehicles and Abrams tanks engaged enemy positions with suppressive fire from an adjacent building to the north.

To protect the lives of his teammates, he fearlessly exposed himself to direct enemy fire by engaging the enemy with his machine gun and was mortally wounded in the engagement. His brave actions in the line of fire saved the lives of many of his teammates.
Lee is survived by his parents and young wife. He was proud of the service he rendered to his country and the one he was helping to free from the terrorist tyranny which still seeks to swallow it up.

Where do we find more of this type of man?

Godspeed, Marc. Fair winds and following seas.

Here endeth the lesson.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
 
Old Joe And The Piranas
by Cordeiro
As you are no doubt already aware, Joe Lieberman was defeated in the Connecticut Democratic Primary by the up and coming Ned Lamont.

Lieberman has held the Connecticut senate seat for as long as I can remember. He even won the seat whilst being Algore's unfortunate running mate in the 2000 election. Old Joe is as much a part of Connecticut politics as anyone can be.

So, why then was Old Joe kicked to the curb by the party he's been a part of for so many years? Very simple really - he refuses to cross the line and join the far left wing of the Democratic party.

The Far Left of the Democratic party now controls whatever is left of the party my grandfather was proud to be a part of. The Far Left was fathered by the likes of Michael Moore and nurtured by the likes of Cindy Sheehan.

I'll give you a moment to cleanse that picture from your imagination.

It began to surface in the aftermath of the 2000 election debacle. It slowly grew into a full fledged political movement based upon the combined ability of the Far Left to whine. Now the Far Left has become like a school of piranas infesting the river between politicians and power.

When South American cattlemen have to herd cows across a pirana infested river, they usually send a smaller animal (sick cow, dog, etc) upstream to be eaten by the piranas, thereby ensuring the survival of the herd. Today's Democratic party is in a similar situation.

If the Jackass candidate is not infected with Bush Derangement Syndrome and therefore advocates an immediate withdrawal of US Forces from Iraq and a return to the stunning failure of Clinton (Sorry Excuse For) Administration's "Appease and Punt" diplomacy, that Jackass candidate will be fed to the piranas.

One would think the Democrats would want to focus their energy on Republicans instead of killing and eating their own. That would be common sense - something sadly lacking in today's Democratic party.

So, if Old Joe loses the general election - and there's not guarantee that Lamont can win - who will be the next Jackass fed to the piranas?

There is a Proverb which states

He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind.
Hillary, the wind is coming.

Here endeth the lesson.
 
Win for the Wackadoo Wing
by Bonjo
Michael Goodwin of the NY Daily Press summarizes the Connecticut election results and the Democratic ousting of Joe Lieberman:

So now that the wackadoo wing of the party has a bloody scalp, what are they going to do with it? Wave it at Islamic terrorists in Iraq and Lebanon and Afghanistan and Indonesia and Great Britain and Spain and Israel and New York and declare peace? That will work for sure. They better also wear armor and duck...

Lieberman is the first casualty of the war against the war on terror. If last night's results are a window on the party's tilt, then a huge slice of the Democratic party is ready to sit out the war to protect America. God help us if the Republicans also get the wobblies...

Iraq, in all its hellishness, is important, even vital to regional stability and American security. Unplug America's commitment there, which is what the Lamont crowd is about, and how exactly does that help us? Will the terrorists suddenly stop attacking us and our allies?
It's an excellent summary of the war against the war on terror. Goodwin is right: "If we think we can win by not fighting, then we're not just wrong. We're nuts."

I now return to my adventures in capitalism.
Monday, August 07, 2006
 
Graduation Day At Benning's School For Boys
by Cordeiro
Via Blackfive, I came across a speech given on April 21, 2006 by Lieutenant Colonel Randolph C. White Jr. at a graduation ceremony held at Ft. Benning, Georgia. Ft. Benning is home to the United States Army's Infantry School. Ft. Benning is also home to some of the world's biggest and most resilient cock roaches. That, however, is another story entirely.

LTC White's speech is a rousing one. You can see the video here, and I do recommend you watch the whole thing.

Here's the snippet I'll share with you - I find it extremely appropriate and wish the MSM would take notice:

Don't let the pessimistic television talking heads, high browed newspaper writers, Hollywood idiots, or any other faction of the "Blame America First" crowd get you down. I'm speaking of the "Latte Biscotti Crowd". They are simple background chatter, men, and will always exist on the periphery of any endeavor that requires selfless service or loyalty. They are not worthy of your concern and, truth be told, in the pit of their cowardly hearts - they wish they could be like you. (Emphasis Added)
Truer words have seldom been spoken.

Here endeth the lesson.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
 
President Sterling Watson
by Cordeiro

To the unassuming person, Sterling Watson is just another 11-year-old boy with big dreams. Most boys that age have them. Their lives are a book of yet unfilled pages waiting for a story to be written upon them. 11-year-old boys are limited only by what they can dream.

Believe me, dear reader, Sterling Watson has big dreams. In addition to those dreams, Sterling also has terminal cancer.

There are some words in the English language that never should be put together. Two of those words are Pediatric and Oncology. That said, cancer doesn't discriminate.

One of my favorite charities, bar none, is the Make A Wish Foundation. If you're unfamiliar with them, let me summarize their message. They take people who don't have much time left on this earth and make fulfill their biggest wish.

Some kids want to go to Disneyland. Some kids want to be a police officer or fire fighter for a day. To Sterling, those wishes are small potatoes. Sterling wanted the top job. He wanted to be President of the United States.

I won't go into the details of what it took to bring this wish to reality. After all, the Federal Government is involved. But when you're dealing with a kid who might not see his 12th birthday, even slowest of bureaucracies moves with lightning speed.

So, for a day, Sterling Watson became President of the United States. He was taken via motorcade and Blackhawk helicopter to several different federal agencies where he got to be the man in charge. He reviewed the troops at Comney Hall, home of the United States Army's Old Guard. He received a 21 Gun Salute and gave the order for a team of Federal Air Marshals to retake a hijacked airplane. Even with all this action, he still found time to do a presidential lunch - at Ben & Jerry's. Now there's a kid with good taste in food.

The world needs more people who dream big dreams. Who knows what Sterling could do with four years in the White House.

Fare thee well, President Watson. Godspeed.
 
Capitol Region Weather
by Cordeiro
Here's a transcript of a Man On The Street interview recently conducted in Washington, DC.

Reporter: Hey, uh, hi, can you help me, what's your name?

Man: My name's Roosevelt E. Roosevelt.

Reporter: And you live in DC?

Man: Isn't that where I'm at?

Reporter: What's the weather like out there?

Man: It's hot. Damn hot! Real hot! Hottest things is my shorts. I could cook things in it. A little crotch pot cooking.

Reporter: Well, can you tell me what it feels like?

Man: Fool, it's hot! I told you again! Were you born on the sun? It's damn hot!

Reporter: Thank you, Roosevelt. Our forecast for today is basically hot and %@#*% with continued hot and %#$*%& with the possibility of a weather front moving in from the west tomorrow.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled meltage.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
 
Kerry To Bolten - Pull A Chamberlain With North Korea
by Cordeiro
Some lessons are hard to learn. Sometimes, despite repeated "learnings", people repeat the same mistakes, over and over and over.

Just for your reference, the definition of insanity is the process of doing the same thing over and over, each time expecting a different result.

John F. "Lurch" Kerry, the Junior Senator from Massachusetts, presidential loser, and (just in case you forgot) Vietnam Veteran is the best example of someone who has yet to learn the lesson that you just can't simply invent facts or re-write history and expect people to buy your assertions based solely on your good looks.

Lurch likes to play the intellectual card. He attempts to make everyone believe he's the smartest person in the room. At this attempt he fails miserably. The man is an intellectual cul-de-sac who wouldn't even be the smartest guy in a phone booth.

Well, a few days ago, John "The Moustache" Bolton came before the Senate Foreign Relations committee during his confirmation process. The Moustache is not famous for holding his tongue, and considering he has to work with the morons at Turtle Bay this is a very good thing. Lurch's turn to grill The Moustache came, and it was comical.

Ian has the video. B4B has the basic transcript. Here's the best exchange:

LURCH: Why not engage in a bilateral one and get the job done? That's what the Clinton administration did.

THE MOUSTACHE: Very poorly, since the North Koreans violated the agreed framework almost from the time it was signed.
As you can see, Lurch wants to return to a Neville Chamberlain strategy so we can enjoy more photo ops like this one:


Yes, Lurch, you've stepped in it again. Kim Jong "Mentally" Il made an agreement with the United States which didn't even hold water long enough for Albright's jet to leave North Korean airspace.

The Clinton (Sorry Excuse For)Administration had a four letter word foreign policy - PUNT. Cobble something together long enough to get headlines and good photo-ops. Leave the actual problems for some other administration to take care of. A PUNT policy doesn't get the job done for long.

Lurch wants to return to the days of the PUNT policy. That's his idea of effective foreign diplomacy.

And yet he wonders why he lives in Beacon Hill and not on Pennsylvania Avenue.

Here endeth the lesson.


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