Thursday - June 09, 2005
FUN, FUN, FUN!!!!
s your life boring? Haven’t had much to do lately? Been feeling depressed and down? Well, we have something to cheer you up. Today only, we are offering you a chance to achieve immortality. All you have to do is come up with a slogan for a t-shirt. Which t-shirt, you ask? Well, it just so happens we have just the t-shirt that literally begs for a slogan .. nay, it screams for a slogan. The t-shirt in question is modelled below by our favorite crazy man, OLDCATMAN, whose recent visit to the hospital has left him slightly mobility-challenged.
So give it your best shot. What slogan do you think this tireless old reprobate needs on his chest .. or you can suggest a picture for this t-shirt .. or you can just photoshop the crap out of this picture and send it to me. The winner gets a free copy of OldCatMan’s new book “How to potty train a pot head”, coming out this Fall. (speaking of “pot”, what’s that pot, or bucket, on the front of the walker for? or do I just not want to know?)
Posted by The Skipper on 06/09/2005 at 08:25 AM
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Stoopid Dummycraps
Wanna know just how stupid Democrats and their supporters are? Well, let’s take MoveOn.org for instance. These idiots recently decided to “expose” some shady dealings between Tom DeLay and another Congressman, Mike Rogers. They put together a protest at Congressman Rogers’ office and were prepared to blast it all over the media. Only one problem .... it was the wrong Congressman ....
A protest organized June 1 by MoveOn, a liberal political action committee, drew about 20 people to the Michigan Avenue office of U.S. Rep. Mike Rogers, R-Brighton. Demonstrators protested Rogers’ ties to embattled House Majority Leader Tom Delay.
There was only one problem: They had the wrong Mike Rogers.
Whoops.
The group came armed with financial records from a Web site that detailed various financial contributions between the two Republicans, including a $20,000 campaign contribution from DeLay to Rogers as well as a $5,000 contribution by Rogers to DeLay’s legal defense fund.
However, the Mike Rogers involved was not the Michigan congressman, but rather Rep. Mike Rogers, R-Ala.
Federal Election Commission filings show that Michigan’s Rogers did receive $15,000 from DeLay’s PAC, but not the $20,000 that the other Mike Rogers received.
Michigan’s Rogers has not contributed to DeLay’s legal defense fund, according to Conor Kenny of Public Citizen, a non-profit watchdog group.
The Web site houseofscandal.org, where the information was gathered, apparently posted inaccurate information.
“It’s unfortunate that they made an error,” said Bill Rittenberg, a protest organizer.
Democrat Bob Alexander, who ran against Michigan’s Rogers in 2004, also participated in the event.
“It’s unfortunate that we had this inaccuracy,” Alexander said. “We didn’t attempt to mislead anyone.”
Sylvia Warner, press secretary for Michigan’s Rogers, said her boss and the Alabama congressman are frequently confused with each other.
“We get each other’s mail and each other’s calls from reporters,” Warner said, adding people should be more careful not to confuse the two lawmakers.
The protesters delivered a petition signed by 1,166 voters in Rogers’ Michigan district asking him and other Republicans to disassociate themselves from DeLay.
Posted by The Skipper on 06/09/2005 at 05:48 AM
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Doin’ Hard Time
Randy Bish, Pittsburgh, PA—the Tribune-Review
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Wednesday - June 08, 2005
Gardening In The Twilight Zone
Imagine if you will: you’re on your knees in your garden, slowly working your way down the row of flowerbeds - you’re giving the dirt under the petunias a serious workout while sprinkling water on the daffodils in the next row ..
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a human leg with the shoe still tied on it slams into the ground next to you. You scream and turn to look up. Nothing there. No one around. Just you and .... the leg.
You have just entered the Twilight Zone Garden.
Posted by The Skipper on 06/08/2005 at 03:14 PM
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!! CONSPIRACY !!
BMEWS has obtained a copy of a secret White House memo that explains a lot of things that have been happening lately. We cannot reveal the source for this memo, except to say that it came from a very reliable official inside the Bush Administration. Pass this breaking news along to NBC, CBS, ABC, CNN and any other reliable members of the Official Mainstream Media Club such as MoveOn.org, DemocraticUnderground and DailyKOS. The people have a right to know ....
Posted by Dan Rather on 06/08/2005 at 02:15 PM
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Reasons To Nuke France: Part MMMDCLXXIX
French fashion designers say “modern man is more open-minded, sensitive, free” and that the “macho man” of the past is being replaced with “hybrid man”.
PARIS (AFP) - Macho man is an endangered species, with today’s male more likely to opt for a pink flowered shirt and swingers’ clubs than the traditional role as family super-hero, fashion industry insiders say.
A study along these lines led by French marketing and style consultants Nelly Rodi was unveiled to Fashion Group International during a seminar Tuesday on future strategy for the fashion industry in Europe.
“The masculine ideal is being completely modified. All the traditional male values of authority, infallibility, virility and strength are being completely overturned,” said Pierre Francois Le Louet, the agency’s managing director.
Instead today’s males are turning more towards “creativity, sensitivity and multiplicity,” as seen already in recent seasons on the catwalks of Paris and Milan.
Arnold Schwarznegger and Sylvester Stallone are being replaced by the 21st-century man who “no longer wants to be the family super-hero”, but instead has the guts to be himself, to test his own limits.
“We are watching the birth of a hybrid man. ... Why not put on a pink-flowered shirt and try out a partner-swapping club?” asked Le Louet, stressing that the study had focused on men aged between 20 and 35.
Sociologists and other experts spent three months analyzing some 150 magazines and books and 146 Internet sites, as well as interviewing a dozen experts from Europe, the United States and China.
The traditional man still exists in China, Le Louet said, and “is not ready to go”. But in Europe and the United States, a new species is emerging, apparently unafraid of anything.
“He is looking for a more radical affirmation of who he is, and wants to test out all the barbarity of modern life” including in the sexual domain, said Le Louet, adding that Reebok with its “I am what I am” campaign had perfectly tapped into this current trend.
Posted by The Skipper on 06/08/2005 at 12:33 PM
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News You Can Abuse
- Katherine Harris is going to run for the Senate in 2006 against Democrat incumbent Bill Nelson. This one promises to be a real knock-down, drag-out brawl.
- And here’s to you Mrs. Robinson, heaven holds a place for those who pray .... hey, hey, hey. Anne Bancroft, dead at the age of 73.
- Australian woman arrested for hiding something under her skirt that smells like fish. It also makes “flipping noises”.
- Cubans try to drive to America in “vintage blue taxicab”. What’s the worst that could happen?
- Man gets caught raping a 9-year-old girl, tries to blame it on twin brother. Police not, fooled - life in prison for perp without vaseline.
- Pakistanis working on jihad against Kentucky Colonel. For some reason, “finger-lickin’-good” chicken just enrages these idiots ....
- The Supreme Court says Federal Law trumps State Laws on marijuana. Doobie-doobie-doo ....
- The Hildabeast goes into Howard Dean Mode and ‘splodes. Nasty Republicans stole her precious.
- A federal judge in Washington state ruled yesterday that, in the recent election for governor, the Democrats cheated fair and square. It only took three recounts to finally get the result they wanted.
- Al-Jazeera and PETA are butting heads over ad. It appears Al-Jizz is offended by pictures of cruelty to animals - human beheadings still acceptable.
- John Kerry is blaming President Bush for prisoner abuses at Gitmo. Kerry’s status raised from “loser” to “whining loser” to “backstabbing whining loser” almost overnight.
- It’s raining frogs in Serbia. Cats and dogs elsewhere ....
- Keep a firm grasp of Right and Wrong
- Stay involved with government on every level and don't let those bastards get away with a thing
- Use every legal means to defend yourself in the event of real internal trouble, and, most importantly:
- Keep talking to each other, whether here or elsewhere
KARACHI, Pakistan, June 3 - Four times since Pakistan allied itself with the United States campaign against terrorism, a KFC outlet here has been attacked. Each time, the owner, Rafiq Rangoonwala, dutifully cleaned up and reopened for business. This time, with six of his employees dead, he’s not so sure.
This KFC outlet in Karachi was set afire by angry Shiites after a suicide bombing at a nearby mosque. Six KFC employees were killed.
Last week, as evening prayers began at a Shiite mosque down the street, a suicide bomber believed to belong to a Sunni extremist group linked to Al Qaeda blew himself up inside the mosque compound, splattering his remains across the high courtyard wall.
Minutes later, a mob, believed to be led by outraged Shiites, stormed Mr. Rangoonwala’s KFC outlet, dousing its floors with gasoline, setting it ablaze and then blocking the entry of rescue workers. Six hours later, the six bodies were hauled out. Four had been burned. Two had frozen to death in the walk-in freezer; their bodies were found only after a mobile phone belonging to one of the men rang. The dead had all worked at the KFC, and they were all local men in their mid-20’s.
Now the restaurant is a gutted, blackened hulk, with the familiar profile of Colonel Sanders still visible and a billboard, now sooty and macabre, looming above. “Come have a chicky meal,” it reads, “cuz you are going to love this deal.”
Posted by The Skipper on 06/08/2005 at 09:17 AM
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States Rights?
Mike Keefe, The Denver Post
Posted by The Skipper on 06/08/2005 at 06:15 AM
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Tuesday - June 07, 2005
Dumb And Dumber At Yale
It turns out that George Bush had a higher cumulative grade average at Yale than John Kerry. Bush’s score for four years was 77, while Kerry’s was 76. Ted Kennedy’s score was 90 proof.
In all fairness, it should be noted that The Skipper looked like this (see below) when he was in college during the same period (late Sixties) when these two “C students” were supposedly matriculating. Skipper, of course, had a 3.48 GPA, in addition to being much more handsome, debonair, suave, and alogether cool than these two Ivy-League goobers above (especially the lying sack of s**t on the left). In addition, the Skipper was in a much better school, The University Of Alabama (ROLL TIDE!) ....
Posted by The Skipper on 06/07/2005 at 12:27 PM
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Answer To Koran Trivia Question
In today’s political cartoon below, I asked a trivia question: Which country is responsible for stealing, destroying and desecrating the most copies of the Koran? Hint: it ain’t the United States by a long shot ....
Dissing The Koran
While Islamist fanatics and ignorant Westerners sow panic over the alleged desecration of a Koran at Guantanamo Bay, no one mentions a startling fact: When it comes to destruction of the Koran, there’s no question who the world champion is—the government of Saudi Arabia.
The Saudi state religion is the primitive and austere Wahhabi version of Islam, which defines many traditional Islamic practices as idolatrous. Notably, the state bans the importation of Korans published elsewhere. When foreign pilgrims arrive at the Saudi border by the millions for the annual journey to Mecca, what happens to the non-Saudi Korans they are carrying? The border guards confiscate them, to be shredded, pulped, or burned.
Beautiful bindings and fine paper are viewed as a particular provocation—all are destroyed. (This on top of the spiritual vandalism the Saudis perpetrate, by inserting anti-Jewish and anti-Christian squibs into the Korans they publish in foreign languages, as Stephen Schwartz documented in our issue of September 27, 2004.)
This behavior isn’t a recent innovation, by the way. Here’s an account of how the Saudis carried on when they seized the city of Taif in 1802. It’s taken from an unimpeachable Islamic source, the compilation “Advice for the Muslim”, edited by the Turkish scholar Hilmi Isik and published by Hakikat Kitabevi in Istanbul:
The Wahhabis tore up the copies of the Koran . . . and other Islamic books they took from libraries, mosques and houses, and threw them down on the ground. They made sandals from the gold-gilded leather covers of the Koran and other books and wore them on their filthy feet. There were verses of the Koran and other sacred writings on those leather covers. The pages of those valuable books thrown around were so numerous that there was no space to step in the streets of Taif. . . . The Wahhabi bandits, who were gathered from the deserts for looting and who did not know the Koran, tore up all the copies they found and stamped on them. Only three copies of the Koran were saved from the plunder of a major town, Taif.
No wonder anti-Wahhabi Muslims say “the Saudis print the Koran to destroy it.” They print it and they destroy it in a daily desecration that makes Newsweek’s retracted Guantanamo allegation look trivial by comparison. ♦
-- The Weekly Standard - May 30, 2005
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News You Can Abuse
Traffic came to a halt and locals fled inside after thousands of frogs fell from the sky onto a Serbian village.
Residents in Odzaci told local daily Blic they thought the world was coming to an end.
Aleksandar Ciric said: “I saw all these small frogs just start raining down. There were thousands of them.”
Another villager, Caja Jovanovic, added: “This huge ‘cloud’ seemed to come out of nowhere and its shape and colour looked very strange.
“We were all wondering what it was when suddenly frogs started to fall from the sky. I thought maybe a plane carrying frogs had exploded in midair.”
But climatology expert Slavisa Ignjatovic said there was a simple scientific explanation for the incident.
He said: “A whirlwind has sucked up the frogs from a lake, the sea or some other body of water somewhere else and carried them along to Odzaci where they have fallen to the ground. It is a recognised scientific phenomenon.”
Posted by The Skipper on 06/07/2005 at 04:50 AM
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No Slaves For Oil
Monte Wolverton, The Wolvertoon
Trivia Question: In light of the recent Koran incidents at Gitmo, can you guess which country is responsible for stealing and destroying the most copies of the Koran every year? And Why?
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Monday - June 06, 2005
Modern Dilemna
hen you read the tribute below to the brave men who stormed the beaches of Normandy in 1944, you may notice a common link in all the parts of the post. From the first-hand accounts of the American soldiers to Shakespeare’s account of the Battle Of Agincourt to Ronald Reagan’s “Boys Of Pointe Du Hoc” speech, they all share a common thread .... you are reading the words of men with moral clarity.
They understood the difference between right and wrong, good and bad. They knew evil when they saw it and they struggled against it, in its many forms. The American soldiers who fought their way ashore on June 6, 1944 were scared to death. Who wouldn’t be with bullets and bombs flying through the air all around you and determined men directing that fire straight at you? What drove those men forward, as Reagan asked? He understood the answer, just as he understood the men he was talking to. It was a clarity of vision and a worldview that is rapidly disappearing from the world today.
Today’s modern culture is being subverted by another concept that is the opposite of moral clarity. It is something called moral relativism. Here is a short definition of the term:
Moral relativism is the view that ethical standards, morality, and positions of right or wrong are culturally based and therefore subject to a person’s individual choice. We can all decide what is right for ourselves. You decide what’s right for you, and I’ll decide what’s right for me. Moral relativism says, “It’s true for me, if I believe it.”
Moral relativism has steadily been accepted as the primary moral philosophy of modern society, a culture that was previously governed by a “Judeo-Christian” view of morality. While these “Judeo-Christian” standards continue to be the foundation for civil law, most people hold to the concept that right or wrong are not absolutes, but can be determined by each individual. Morals and ethics can be altered from one situation, person, or circumstance to the next. Essentially, moral relativism says that anything goes, because life is ultimately without meaning. Words like “ought” and “should” are rendered meaningless. In this way, moral relativism makes the claim that it is morally neutral.
In my view, this is like saying that we will make up the rules as we go along and each of us is entitled to define right and wrong as we please. You see it every day in our modern world. The so-called “Liberal Left” has slipped comfortably into this attitude and is trying to convince the rest of us to abandon centuries of tradition, laws, ethics, morals and principles that have assisted man in the steady climb up out of the swamps of anarchy and animal behavior. The concept of civilization beckons us to shed our egocentric views and agree on common rules of society that benefit everyone and society as a whole.
The struggle to shed our bestial nature and learn to cooperate with one another has had many setbacks in the course of thousands of years. It has not been an easy battle to get where we are today. The greatest setbacks have occurred when we lapse into moral relativism and stop agreeing on what is “the right thing to do”. There cannot be a hundred different versions of “right” and a hundred different versions of “wrong” any more than someone can be said to be “almost a virgin”.
I will not delve into the subjects of abortion, war, homosexuality or slavery. To me, they are all wrong. They are to be avoided and prevented, if possible. On the other hand, this is not a perfect world .... yet. Neither am I perfect - not by a long shot. I do, however, have a mental vision of what is right and what is wrong. This vision is the result of centuries of experimentation by the human race, recorded in countless history books, religious texts and laws. I cannot cloud that vision by ignoring certain aspects of any of them.
When I see a culture overseas that (a) declares itself the only true religion, (b) declares other religions’ practitioners should be destroyed, (c) kills innocent human beings for no reason other than pure bloodlust, (c) subjects its people to cruel dictatorships and mass murders, and (d) refuses to accept any of the common rules of civilized behavior .... I know I am looking at wrong.
When I see a group of people in this country who (a) believe the Constitution can be bent almost to the breaking point to suit their agenda, (b) believe children in the womb have no rights whatsoever, (c) believe a homosexual lifestyle is “natural”, and (d) believe the only way to get others to agree with them is to cloud our vision of right and wrong and ignore common sense .... I know I am looking at wrong.
There is absolutely no difference between Adolph Hitler and Osama Bin Laden or Saddam Hussein. They are all wrong. There is absolutely no difference between the Nazis of 1944 and the Wahabbi Muslims of 2005. They too are wrong. The boys who stormed the beaches of Normandy sixty-one years ago know what I mean. It is a pity that their children grew up to know what they did but neglected to learn why they did it ....
“Of all the dispositions and habits which lead to political prosperity, Religion and Morality are indispensable supports. In vain would that man claim the tribute of Patriotism, who should labor to subvert these great Pillars.”
George Washington
September 19, 1796
Farewell Address To The Nation
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D-Day: In Their Own Words
Sgt. Leonard Lomell
Acting platoon leader, 2nd Ranger Battalion
Lieutenant McBride, Captain Slater, and one-third of our company went down as their boat swamped. We landed and fired off our rockets, the ramp goes down, and I’m the first guy shot in the company, a machine gun through the right side. Then I stepped off into water over my head, and the guys pulled me out and we just rushed to the base of that cliff and grabbed any rope we could get, and up the cliff we went just as fast as we could go. The wound wasn’t bad; it had gone through the muscle on my right side.
Captain Baugh of Company E was the first person I ran across on top. He had been shot and had his hand practically blown off, and wasn’t in such good shape. We kept right on going saying, “Captain, we’ll send you back a medic.” My platoon couldn’t wait for nothing; we had our assignment, and we in Company D depended on a lot of speed. My second platoon went ahead in a rush. We had some confrontations coming out of shell craters, and one of my sergeants, Morris Webb, as we were charging out of a shell crater, a machine gun opened up, and he jumped back into the crater right on top of one of his men’s bayonet that went right through his side.
We didn’t stop; we played it just like a football game, charging hard and low. We went into the shell craters for protection, because there were snipers around and machine guns firing at us, and we’d wait for a moment, and if the fire lifted, we were out of that crater and into the next one. We ran as fast as we could over to the gun positions—to the one that we were assigned to. There were no guns in the positions!
We decided that they must have an alternate position, and we thought, well, we’ll hear them. Maybe we’ll see some evidence of the movement, but we never did hear them.
There was an anticraft position off to our right several hundred yards, and a machine gun off to the left, and there was another machine gun that we had gotten on our way in. The antiaircraft gun was firing flat trajectory at us, and by the time we got to the road, I only had about a dozen men left. We were up on top of the cliffs around 7:30 ....
-- read the rest of Sgt. Lomell’s account here.
Sgt. Thomas Valence
Rifle Sergeant, 116th Infantry
We proceeded toward the beach, and many of the fellows got sick. The water was quite rough. It was a choppy ride in, and we received a lot of spray.
Our boat was one of six of A Company in the first wave, and when we got to the beach, or close to it, the obstacles erected by the Germans to prevent the landing were fully in view, as we were told they would be, which meant the tide was low.
I was the rifle sergeant and followed Lieutenant Anderson off the boat, and we did what we could rather than what we had practiced doing for so many months in England. There was a rather wide expanse of beach, and the Germans were not to be seen at all, but they were firing at us, rapidly, with a great deal of small-arm fire.
As we came down the ramp, we were in water about knee high, and we started to do what we were trained to do—move forward, and then crouch and fire. One of the problems was we didn’t quite know what to fire at. I saw some tracers coming from a concrete emplacement which to me looked mammoth. I never anticipated any gun emplacements being that big. I attempted to fire back at that, but I had no concept of what was going on behind me. There was not much to see in front of me except a few houses, and the water kept coming in so rapidly, and the fellows I was with were being hit and put out of action so quickly that it become a struggle to stay on one’s feet. I abandoned my equipment, which was very heavy.
I floundered in the water and had my hand up in the air, trying to get my balance, when I was first shot. I was shot through the left hand, which broke a knuckle, and then through the palm of the hand. I felt nothing but a little sting at the time, but I was aware that I was shot. Next to me in the water, Private Henry G. Witt was rolling over towards me. “Sergeant, they’re leaving us here to die like rats. Just to die like rats.” I certainly wasn’t thinking the same thing, nor did I share that opinion. I didn’t know whether we were being left or not ....
-- read the rest of Sgt. Valence’s account here.
Capt. Allen W. Stephens
Pilot, 397th Bomb Group
We awakened at two o’clock in the morning on June 6th. This was my twenty-first mission, and take-off was at 4:20 in the morning. It was still dark. A steady rain was falling and we could hardly see to taxi, much less fly. But there was no holding back and we poured on the coals, taking off at twenty-second intervals between shifts.
By the time we cleared the end of the runway, we could barely see the lights of the airplane ahead of us. We climbed on instruments, and when we broke out on top of the cloud bank, we could see B-26s and all kinds of other airplanes circling around, and it was really a beautiful sight.
By following prearranged signals, we tacked onto our squadron leader and subsequently were on our way across the Channel. We were part of the spearhead of the invasion, entering the coast of France near Cherbourg over Utah Beach. Our targets were coastal guns and blockhouses along the beach, which we were to hit in collaboration with shelling by naval vessels. We were among the very first aircraft to hit the invasion target.
As we moved in toward the beaches, we could see an armada of invasion vessels in the channel below us, their courses converging toward the several invasion beaches. I had the surging feeling that I was sitting in on the greatest show ever staged—one that would make world history. As we flew nearer to the target, that feeling increased to exhilaration and excitement, for it was truly a magnificent operation. We saw hundreds upon hundreds of ships below, moving toward the coast of France, and when we approached the target area, we could see the big naval guns shelling the coast. The Germans were not idle, however, as they threw heavy barrages at the landing craft. I saw one large ship going down but still throwing shells at the coast. We saw hundreds of discarded parachutes that had been thrown off by paratroopers who had landed simultaneously with the other attacks. These were quite a ways inland from the beachhead. I saw one B-26 Marauder explode in midair near the target area.
We went through the heaviest concentration on antiaircraft fire I had yet seen. Tracers and flak explosions were so thick that it looked impossible to get through without being hit, especially knowing that for every tracer there were six other rounds ....
-- read the rest of Capt. Stephen’s account here.
Franz Gockel
German Soldier
The heavy naval guns fired salvo after salvo into our positions. In the beginnings, the ships lay at twenty kilometers, but the range slowly decreased. With unbelieving eyes we could recognize individual landing craft. The hail of shells falling upon us grew heavier, sending fountains of sand and debris into the air. The mined obstacles in the water were partly destroyed.
The morning dawn over the approaching landing fleet exhibited for us approaching doom. Bombs and heavy-caliber shells continued to slam into the earth, tossing tangles of barbed wire, obstacles, and dirt into the air. The fight for survival began. The explosions of naval gunfire became mixed with rapid-fire weapons. I attempted to seek shelter under my machine-gun position.
Our weapons were preset on defensive fire zones, thus we could only wait. It appeared that the enemy would land in the approximate center of the beach. We had planned that he should land at high tide to drive the boats over the open beach, but this was low tide. The waterline was three hundred meters distant.
Surprisingly, we had not suffered heavy casualties. We used every available minute to contact one another throughout the rain of shells, and although we saw no possibility to escape from this chaos, we clung desperately to every minute won.
Suddenly the rain of shells ceased, but only for a very short time. Again it came. Slowly the wall of explosions approached, meter by meter, worse than before—a deafening torrent—cracking, screaming, whistling, and sizzling, destroying everything in its path. There was no escape, and I crouched helplessly behind my weapon. I prayed for survival and my fear passed. Suddenly it was silent again.
There were six of us in the position, and still no one was wounded. A comrade stumbled out of the smoke and dust into my position and screamed, “Franz, watch out! They’re coming.”
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
Make him a member of the gentry, even if he is a commoner.
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
Henry V, Act 4, Scene 3
The Rangers looked up and saw the enemy soldiers--the edge of the cliffs shooting down at them with machine guns and throwing grenades. And the American Rangers began to climb. They shot rope ladders over the face of these cliffs and began to pull themselves up. When one Ranger fell, another would take his place. When one rope was cut, a Ranger would grab another and begin his climb again. They climbed, shot back, and held their footing. Soon, one by one, the Rangers pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the firm land at the top of these cliffs, they began to seize back the continent of Europe. Two hundred and twenty-five came here. After two days of fighting, only 90 could still bear arms.
Behind me is a memorial that symbolizes the Ranger daggers that were thrust into the top of these cliffs. And before me are the men who put them there.
These are the boys of Pointe du Hoc. These are the men who took the cliffs. These are the champions who helped free a continent. These are the heroes who helped end a war.
Forty summers have passed since the battle that you fought here. You were young the day you took these cliffs; some of you were hardly more than boys, with the deepest joys of life before you. Yet, you risked everything here. Why? Why did you do it? What impelled you to put aside the instinct for self-preservation and risk your lives to take these cliffs? What inspired all the men of the armies that met here? We look at you, and somehow we know the answer. It was faith and belief; it was loyalty and love.
The men of Normandy had faith that what they were doing was right, faith that they fought for all humanity, faith that a just God would grant them mercy on this beachhead or on the next. It was the deep knowledge--and pray God we have not lost it--that there is a profound, moral difference between the use of force for liberation and the use of force for conquest. You were here to liberate, not to conquer, and so you and those others did not doubt your cause. And you were right not to doubt.
You all knew that some things are worth dying for. One’s country is worth dying for, and democracy is worth dying for, because it’s the most deeply honorable form of government ever devised by man. All of you loved liberty. All of you were willing to fight tyranny, and you knew the people of your countries were behind you.
-- President Ronald Reagan
June 6, 1984 - 40th Anniversary Of D-Day
Speech at the U.S. Ranger Monument
Pointe du Hoc, France
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Oh, and here's some kind of visitor flag counter thingy. Hey, all the cool blogs have one, so I should too. The Visitors Online thingy up at the top doesn't count anything, but it looks neat. It had better, since I paid actual money for it.