Another Day Alive

Memories from My Life. I believe in the freedom of our founders. I believe in The United States of America. I AM AN AMERICAN!!!! "TANTUM RELIGIO PODUIT SUADERE MALORUM" "Millions of innocent men, women and children, since the introduction of Christianity, have been burnt, tortured, fined and imprisoned; yet we have not advanced one inch towards uniformity." -Thomas Jefferson

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Major Victory for Vets: Bush Withdraws Veto Threat Over New GI Bill

My dear friends;
Imagine my surprize when I awoke this morning to this news bit.
I have 4 years of college, but I would like to start another four years so I can be competitive. I hope that this is true so I am able to finish my degrees.


In a very rare reversal of opinion, the Bush administration withdrew their long-held objections to a new GI Bill that would fully fund the cost of a public college education for Iraq and Afghanistan veterans. The bill agreed on includes the entire World War II-style GI Bill that IAVA has been championing for over a year. The final bill will also allow service members who stay in the military to transfer their education benefits to their spouses and children. This is another great, bipartisan step towards providing our veterans with the benefits they have earned.

I also have a few pics I would like to share






Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Here is another two good ones

The Army is run by a bunch of men and women that saw their greatest gift ever.... a bunch of loud toys and all the friends you want to go play with.

Which one is the best.... well I was in the Army for a long time, worked with all the branches and I will tell you that the US ARMY is the best. The Marines come in second and the other two way back there in some other place.
The Marines will always tell you that they are the best because they have to repeat it to themselves to believe it. Three times in my career, in war games in JRTC and NTC we went against them in 1996, and twice in 2004. ALL THREE TIMES we won the fight, all three times we kicked their asses, their excuse was that they get second rate equipment that the Navy doesn't want and everything is left over from the Navy. In 1986 when I was attached to VMFA-312 as a CAS (Close Air Support) in Yuma Arizona and Nellis AFB they were claiming the same thing. Another excuse they used was that we were using Airborne troops against them and they were not ready for that. I was with an airborne unit then and they knew were going to use all assets needed to win the fight. But in 2004 I was with Heavy Mech Brigade and the excuse was that we had heavy equipment and they didn't. DON'T GET ME WRONG!!! Marines are BAD ASSES in the fight. I saw them in Iraq and I was glad I had them on my side, but they are NOT better that the Army.
in June 2005 I was in FOB Warhorse in beautiful restive town of Baqubah, I was waiting for my helicopter ride to R&R. It landed and as the crew was down loading few supplies a few mortar rounds came in, 60mm, annoying little bastards and the passengers of the Blackhawk went looking for cover, among them were three Marines, one Gunny, a Staff sergeant and a WO1, all of them were scared shitless and didn't want to come out because it was too dangerous. A female Army medic had to ask them to come back to her helicopter because it was leaving or staying at the FOB and get more of the same. That was strange because two years earlier I had served with a bunch of Marines in the small town of Tame in Colombia and they were in a TOTAL SHIT HOLE and fighting it out with the FARC on a daily bases. Great group of Marines that welcomed me in their tight group because I was bringing them supplies from Bogota, included was a few cases of Corona. I could have stayed with them but I was ordered to returned to Bogota a few days later.
Marines and the Army have some good fighters and some pussies in their ranks. my replacement at the JCC in Baqubah was from the 101st and went into hiding when the alert that a suicide bomber was in the building. I was looking for that soldier to show her what to do and how to deal with the threat, and one of my NCOs found her in her room, inside the closet, crying. Reason number one why Baqubah went to become a shithole in 2006. Another one was the incoming commander; LTC Miguel H. came with the attitude that 101st knows better and you guys suck!!! also he was fucking SFC B. (my replacement) He was relieved of duty sent home and rewarded with a command and he is back in Iraq with the 101st. (All that info about those two fucking was relayed by soldiers serving with him at the time. It might not be 100% reliable because all his soldiers saw this LTC asshole as an incompetent, self serving sorry piece of shit, so some of the info might be bias)

Just venting!!!!!



Again, I hope you like them.

A day off

Because I work on weekends, now and then we get a weekday off. It just has to be coordinated with the other managers so everybody gets a day off when ever they want it.
I woke up early because I am always up by 5:30am, so waking up at 6:00am is sleeping late for me.
I would like to share some of the work from an NCO that has become very popular among the troops.

I hope you like the military humor.
Any questions, just ask.





Friday, June 13, 2008

Have a great weekend

Greetings

I have been working and enjoying the heat. It didn't last long, the heat that is, but I am about to be off.
The new company changed names again for the third time in as many months, every time that happens we get a bunch of shirts, pants, jackets and sweats. They are not cheap and I get about $1,000 worth of stuff every time that happens.
There is a chance to go to work in Kuwait for three months just doing transportation for linguist arriving and linguist leaving theater. The big company is looking for capable managers that are able to walk and think and see traffic at the same time. The last two managers were fired because they couldn't do crap, most of the flights were ticketed wrong, to the wrong countries, wrong time and when linguist leaving Kuwait they were not briefed of what to do once in country. The Company would buy two to three tickets for the same linguist and then ask why the other ticket was not used.
So if you, reading this, can work a computer (if you are reading this, you know more about computers that 75% of the people working with us right now) speak English, can do three things at once (one of them is breathing) and would like to get a job in Kuwait or Iraq please visit the websites of the companies doing business with the US Military.

Please take care and have a great weekend.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

McBush all the way!!!!!

John McCain:Unfit to serve as Commander-In-Chief
The spoiled son of military privilege got a free ride throughout his military career despite repeated instances of sex scandals and screw-ups . . .

By Ted Sampley
U.S. Veteran Dispatch
January 27, 2008

John Sidney McCain III entered the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, Maryland in 1954. Young McCain wanted to become an admiral. He planned to be the "first son and grandson of four star admirals" to achieve such a distinction. But that was not to be. McCain III possessed none of the innate character and discipline traits that helped mold his father and grandfather into great military leaders.

His father, John S. "Junior" McCain, and grandfather, John S. McCain, Sr., were famous four-star Admirals in the U.S. Navy. His father commanded U.S. forces in Europe before becoming commander of American forces fighting in Vietnam. His grandfather commanded naval aviation at the Battle of Okinawa in 1945. Both men became highly influential in U.S. Navy operations.

At the Academy, aside being known as a "rowdy, raunchy, underachiever" who resented authority, Cadet McCain became infamous as a leader among his fellow midshipmen for organizing "off-Yard activities" and hard drinking parties. Robert Timberg wrote in his book, The Nightingale's Song, that "being on liberty with John McCain was like being in a train wreck."

McCain's grades were "marginal." He drew so many demerits for breaking curfew and other discipline issues that he graduated fifth from the bottom of the class of 1958. Despite his low "class standing," and no doubt because of the influence of his family of famous Admirals, McCain was leap-frogged ahead of more qualified applicants and granted a coveted slot to be trained as a navy pilot.

Good Party Animal - Bad Pilot:

He spent the next two and a half years as a "naval aviator in training" at Naval Air Station Pensacola in Florida and Naval Air Station Corpus Christi in Texas, flying A-1 Skyraiders.

While a pilot trainee, McCain continued to party hard. He drove a Corvette and dated an exotic dancer named "Marie the Flame of Florida." Timberg wrote that McCain "learned to fly at Pensacola, though his performance was below par, at best good enough to get by. He liked flying, but didn't love it."

McCain Lost Five Military Aircraft

McCain, the "below par" pilot, eventually lost 5 military aircraft, the first during a training flight in 1958 when he plunged into Corpus Christi Bay while trying to land. The Navy ignored the crash and graduated McCain in 1960.

While deployed in the Mediterranean, the hard partying McCain lost a second aircraft. Timberg described the crash: "Flying too low over the Iberian Peninsula, he took out some power lines which led to a spate of newspaper stories in which he was predictably identified as the son of an admiral."

Unscathed, McCain returned to Pensacola Station where he was promoted to flight instructor for Naval Air Station Meridian in Mississippi. The airfield at Meridian, McCain Field, was named in honor of McCain's grandfather.

In 1964 McCain became involved with Carol Shepp, a model from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he had met at Annapolis. They were married in Philadelphia on July 3, 1965.

Flight instructor McCain lost a third aircraft while flying a Navy trainer solo to Philadelphia for an Army-Navy football game. Timberg wrote that McCain radioed, "I've got a flameout" before ejecting at one thousand feet. McCain parachuted onto a beach moments before his plane slammed into a clump of trees.

The Navy dismissed the crash as "unavoidable" and assigned McCain to the aircraft carrier USS Forrestal in December 1966, which was patrolling the Mediterranean Sea and Atlantic Ocean. In Spring 1967, the Forrestal was assigned to join the Operation Rolling Thunder bombing campaign against North Vietnam.

McCain lost his fourth plane on board the Forrestal on July 29, 1967 when a rocket inadvertently slammed into his bomb laden jet. McCain escaped, but the explosions that followed killed 134 sailors. McCain was transferred from the badly damaged Forrestal to the USS Oriskany. Shortly afterwards, on Oct. 26, 1967, he was shot down and captured by the Vietnamese.

Post-POW Years: Political Ambition and a New, Young, Rich Wife

Upon his release from North Vietnam and return to the United States in 1973, McCain reunited with his wife, Carol, who had been permanently crippled in a car accident while he was a POW.

Still yearning to become an admiral, McCain enrolled in the National War College at Fort McNair in Washington, D.C. and underwent physical therapy in order to fly again. The Navy excused his permanent disabilities and reinstated him to flight status, effectively positioning him for promotion.

Timberg described McCain's advancement: "in the fall of 1974, McCain was transferred to Jacksonville as the executive officer of Replacement Air Group 174, the long-sought flying billet at last a reality. A few months later, he assumed command of the RAG, which trained pilots and crews for carrier deployments. The assignment was controversial, some calling it favoritism, a sop to the famous son of a famous father and grandfather, since he had not first commanded a squadron, the usual career path."

While Executive Officer and later as Squadron Commander McCain used his authority to arrange frequent flights that allowed him to carouse with subordinates and "engage in extra-marital affairs."

This was a clear violation of the Uniform Code of Military Justice rules against adultery and fraternization with subordinates. But, as with all his other past behaviors, McCain was never penalized; instead he always got away with his transgressions.

Timberg wrote, "Off duty, usually on routine cross-country flights to Yuma and El Centro, John started carousing and running around with women. To make matters worse, some of the women with whom he was linked by rumor were subordinates . . . At the time the rumors were so widespread that, true or not, they became part of McCain's persona, impossible not to take note of."

In early 1977, Admiral Jim Holloway, Chief of Naval Operations promoted McCain to captain and transferred him from his command position "to Washington as the number-two man in the Navy's Senate liaison office. McCain was promptly given total control of the office. It wasn't long before the "fun loving and irreverent" McCain had turned the liaison office into a "late-afternoon gathering spot where senators and staffers, usually from the Armed Services and Foreign Relations committees, would drop in for a drink and the chance to unwind."

In 1979, while attending a military reception in Hawaii, McCain met and fell in love with Cindy Lou Hensley, 17 years his junior, who was the daughter of James W. Hensley, a wealthy Anheuser-Busch distributor from Phoenix, Arizona. McCain filed for and obtained an uncontested divorce from his wife in Florida on April 2, 1980 and promptly married Cindy on May 17, 1980.

He resigned from the Navy in 1981 and went to work for his father-in-law in Phoenix; where he used the opportunity to make powerful and wealthy friends in Arizona including banker Charles Keating and Duke Tully, the editor-in-chief of the Arizona Republic. Keating was later convicted of fraud, racketeering, and conspiracy and Tully was disgraced for concocting a phony military record of combat in Korea and Vietnam including medals for heroism.

McCain ran for Arizona's First Congressional District in 1982. McCain won the congressional seat. In 1987 McCain was elected to the Senate.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

What a beautiful Sunday

Yes, it is a beautiful day. It has been along weekend working trying to finish before it gets too hot because I want to go home and go running with my 8 year old girl.
I love running when it is so hot NOBODY is out there doing anything.
In the summer of 2000, I was in Oklahoma for an advance course in Artillery, it was a weekend of about 105F and I went running for about an hour. After I was done running I went straight to this big tree with a large shade, got some cold water from the water fountain and sat there for about two hours just getting my body to cool off and rest, my heart was pounding and my sweat was covering me all over causing the breeze to feel so comfortable that I didn't want to move, I saw the evening come and then the hot night. I was alive and my body was responding to my health. I think that feeling of youth and future will never be with me again, but for that afternoon in Oklahoma; the heat, my health and my youth made me feel so alive.

Just a little note on this very hot weekend.

Friday, June 06, 2008

Am I working for Gas money?

In the last year we have seen the oil prices jump from a lot to "Holy Fucking Shit!!!!" kind of high.
We, as a nation, have been enjoying very cheap oil for a long time. Other countries have had to live with our demand and supply as if they always got the left overs.
I think that it was time to pay a little more, but I didn't think is was going to jump to $150.00 a barrel.
In my little town we have two classes, the military and the civilian. Most of us are related to the military and we are able to use the facilities on post. Prices are lower and if needed we have the best medical care money can buy without the added insurance expense. I pay $35.00 a month for all the medical care my family can handle. some of the people that are not related to the military have to pay almost $250.00 a month for 1/2 of the care. Fuel is also less expensive on post, if you can remember that as military we don't pay taxes on the items bought at the post exchange.
I, some times, feel guilty for the benefits that i receive, but sometimes I just feel lucky that I survived to enjoy them.
Who to blame?
All of us feel kind of guilty that we voted this idiot for president. How did we get here?
Do you remember that old bumper sticker during the Clinton years "Don't blame me, I voted for Bush."
I want to get one made "Don't blame me, I voted for Gore."

Take care and save your money, I think we are heading for some bad times.
I hope that I can follow my own advice.

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