Breaking News: Despite ongoing claims by the Obama Regime that we’d have no “boots on the ground” in Iraq and/or Syria, US Marines have recently rescued a bunch of ISIS’ sex slaves.
USMC Rescue ISIS Sex Slaves
While I praise the USMC for their unflagging commitment to morality and for making such a strategic strike against the Jihadis’ morale and operational efficiency, I’m left somewhat ambivalent. Yes, it’s good to prevent this particular Muslim predilection; yes, it’s good to to destroy the Muslims’ morale by freeing their sex slaves; but doing so comes with long-term consequences.
Every load of sperm some filthy Muslim spends inside a sheep, goat, or other farm animal is one that it didn’t spend inside something that could later squeeze out a new generation of these vermin that our children will have to fight against. Hence, I’m not sure if this was a wise idea. ð
There’s no great rhyme or reason for this post. This one’s for my mom, a former officer in the United States Marine Corps from a time when being a female Marine, much less an officer, was a rarity of note.
As you either knew before or know now, I come by my love of country and my function as a defender of it naturally. It comes from having a mother who was not only pretty hardcore but was also Hard Corps. ð
Americans are wrong, socially inept, and gauche – or so our titular allies in Europe and Britain so often of take great pains to tell us. A case it point:
A US Marine fresh from deployment in Afghanistan enters a train in Europe. The train was quite crowded, so the Marine walked the entire length lf it ooking for a seat, but the only seat left was taken by a well dressed, middle-aged, French woman’s poodle.
The war-weary Marine asked, “Ma’am, may I have that seat?”
The French woman just sniffed and said to no one in particular, “Americans are so rude. My little Fifi is using that seat.”
The Marine walked the entire train again, but the only seat left was under that dog.
“Please, ma’am. May I sit down here? I’m very tired.”
She snorted, “Not only are you Americans rude, you are also arrogant!”
This time the Marine didn’t say a word; he just picked up the little dog, tossed it out the train window, and sat down.
The woman shrieked, “Someone must defend my honour! Put this American in his place!”
An English gentleman sitting nearby spoke up and said to the Marine, “Sir, you Americans seem to have a penchant for doing the wrong thing. You hold the fork in the wrong hand. You drive your cars on the wrong side of the road. And now, sir, you seem to have thrown the wrong bitch out the window.”
As a general rule I prefer dogs over Americans. Europeans – especially the French until very recently – are farther down on my list of favored or tolerated animals so I’d have to grudgingly agree with the Brit in this instance ð
Here’s a funny one about a US Marine providing an education for an atheist with delusions of grandeur.
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed tours in Iraq and Afghanistan . One of the courses had a professor who was an avowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class. When he came in the professor looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, “God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. Ill give you exactly 15 minutes.”
The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, “Here I am God. Im still waiting.”
It was down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him, knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold in a heap on the floor.
The Marine calmly went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked, stunned, and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, “What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?
The Marine calmly replied, “God was too busy today protecting American soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid stuff and act like an idiot. So, He sent me.”
My mother – who retired as a Major in the US Marine Corps – always said that we were all God’s hands but that, when God needed to make a fist, he sent in the Marines. God, Corps and Country – Semper Fidelis!