A Place We’re Meant to be

Is there a place where we’re all meant to be, a place between the threads of life and sacrifice, fate and luck, is there a place in the distance like this for me, and if so what’s a lad like me to do? is it a vanishing door in time and space, that if we’re to step inside it becomes a suicide raid? to never return to those we love with every oz of our being. A vanishing soldier once there,  now never to return. Tap tap on his family’s door, the dreaded door no person wishes to open but must, this will be the last time a Marine knocks on his widow’s door, as he shouts from the clouds above, don’t bother I won’t die, I promise you those tears will dry, don’t feel sorry I’ll be fine, we will meet once more my sweet, so don’t bother, live like we were going to, and know that I’ll always keep an eye on you. Just in case, I forget that gorgeous face.

Mr. M.

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The Anti American 

Young Americans
After being asked to explain what an anti American was, Martha Gellhorn is quoted as saying. 

I’ll tell you what an anti American is: it’s what government call those who honor America by objecting to war and the theft of resources and believing in all of humanity. There are millions of these anti Americans in the United States. They are ordinary people who belong to no elite and who judge their government in moral terms, though they would call it common decency. They are not vain, they are people with a waitful conscience, the best of American citizens. Sure, they disappear from view now and then but they are like seeds beneath the snow. I would say they are truly exceptional. 

Martha Gellhorn, War correspondent 

Have we forgotten what we Stand for?  

Martha Gellhorn, war correspondent

Read more about Martha by linking to her biography here and above. 

Image of the Day: 9 July 2016

Globemaster and Abrams tank

The belly of a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III carrying a 64-ton, 42-foot-long US Army Assault Breacher which is basically an M1A1 Abrams tank outfitted with minesweeping equipment.
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His resolve is not to seem, but to be, the best.

Aeschylus, The Seven Against Thebes




Warfare & the Spirit of the Soldier

“Many will argue that there is nothing remotely spiritual in combat. Consider this. Mystical or religious experiences have four common components: constant awareness of one’s own inevitable death, total focus on the present moment, the valuing of other people’s lives above one’s own, and being part of a larger religious community such as the Sangha, ummah, or church. All four of these exist in combat. The big difference is that the mystic sees heaven and the warrior sees hell. Whether combat is the dark side of the same version, or only something equivalent in intensity, I simply don’t know. I do know that at the age of fifteen I had a mystical experience that scared the hell out of me and both it and combat put me into a different relationship with ordinary life and eternity.
Most of us, including me, would prefer to think of a sacred space as some light-filled wonderous place where we can feel good and find a way to shore up our psyches against death. We don’t want to think that something as ugly and brutal as combat could be involved in any way with the spiritual….
[However] everything is touched by the holy when it is in the presence of death.”
-Karl Marlantes

The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph

These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis shrink from the service of their county; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny like hell is not easily conquered yet we have this consolation with us, the harder the conflict the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value.

— Tom Paine after the Declaration of Independence



From the windows, walking by
Cities fall, and children die.
Through the windows, through the eyes
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.
Past the broken welcome sign
Soldiers march the streets to die.
Locked inside a final fight
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.
Broken hope, believing lies
In the land where senses die.
Praying, walking through the night
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.
Raining fire from the sky
Time is marching, passing by.
The empty, soulless children’s eyes
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.
Hope rises, hope declines
None the power of divine.
Beneath the empty, blackened sky
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.
In my heart, they will be mine
Soldiers marching, line by line.
As cities fall and children die
Soldiers march, and soldiers cry.

Summer Sandercox


They stand on a Wall

A Marine with Bravo Company, 1st Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment take cover behind a berm after recieving accurate small-arms fire, Feb. 13, in the city of Marjah, Helmand province, Afghanistan. Marines with Bravo and Alpha Co., 1/6 inserted into the city at night by helicopters as part of a large-scale offensive aimed at routing the Taliban from their last-known stronghold in Helmand province.


In the treaty were provisions for the hundred thousand veterans left maimed and irrevocably mute throughout the city. As is the way of things, their sacred places and comforts have dwindled to a lonely strip of shoreline and a polite nod whenever they are passed in the street.” 

Catherynne M. Valente, 


To move with purpose and economy of motion, The Warrior looks to minimize the waste of mental and physical resources that inhibit decision points and sound action. He must be guided by a practical and unambiguous Warrior Ethos that minimizes hesitation and cognitive dissonance.

The Warrior must adopt and attend to a set of beliefs, values, and standards that assist him in decision making and help fuse his actions in the Red Zone and out.”

– Lunchbox

We must never forget the sacrifices made on the battlefields, more importantly the battles they fight here at home.

Image of the Day: 30 December

“A wiry, stooped U. S. Infantryman smoking an old pipe carries a heavy container filled with supplies up over the hills to the front on Guadalcanal.” 1943 #WWII #History @U.S. Army

A new exhibit celebrates the work of John Florea, a LIFE photographer whose shock at the horrors of World War II translated into some of the most haunting images ever made of war.

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Sun setting on Old Glory

“The ignorance of one voter in a democracy impairs the security of all.”
John F. Kennedy

#Stop22ADay ⚓



If by the mere force of numbers a majority should deprive a minority of any clearly written constitutional right, it might, in a moral point of view, justify revolution – certainly would if such a right were a vital one.

Abraham Lincoln

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The Strongest Walls

Shoulder to shoulder

The strongest walls are not made of stone. They are made of brave men.”

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