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THE INVOICE OF FEAR
This Hasan execution debate has exposed something ugly in us. We keep talking about what the islamist enemy might think.
"What if they make him a martyr! What if they use the footage! What if they get angry! What if they hate us more!"
Take this from a GWOT veteran sick of hearing this shit: They already hate us.
That is the part nobody wants to say out loud because it makes the whole ritual look ridiculous. You don't negotiate a wolf out of hunger by lowering your fucking voice.
If fear of terrorist reaction changes how you carry out a lawful sentence, then they are no longer merely your enemy. They are governing you. They own you.
That is real power, isn't it? Not theirs on paper. Theirs over YOU, average American.
And this is the same weakness we carried into the Global War on Terror on your behalf. We went across the world to fight men who understood violence perfectly while we spent twenty years trying to prove to those same men that we were "nice".
Restrictive rules, endless hesitation, leaders promoted for avoiding headlines. Troops asked to close with an enemy while an entire civilization stood behind them whispering, “Be careful how this looks.”
Then we wondered why the war dragged on, and on and on. Where has this weak approach gotten us?
The military gets its people, its authority, its limits, and eventually its courage from the country that sends it. From YOU!
So here is the invoice, America:
>You wanted the sheepdog, but you were embarrassed by his teeth.
>You wanted victory, but recoiled from what victory looks like.
>You wanted the enemy defeated, but remained terrified of offending him.
>You wanted warriors strong enough to kill for you and gentle enough to never disturb your conscience.
That bill eventually came due. It was paid in deployments, amputations, and flag draped coffins. In men and women coming home older than the years they'd lived.
And now, after all of that, I still hear Americans worrying about whether a terrorist might feel inspired by watching another terrorist receive a lawful sentence.
You either think western civilization is superior to theirs or you don't.
A nation that lets its enemies decide which consequences are too frightening to show has already surrendered a piece of sovereignty to them. A big piece.
Power is the rent civilization pays to remain unmolested in a violent world. And fear is what you pay when you refuse the bill.
America, GWOT veterans are pleading with you: wake the hell up. Stop acting like men who already want you dead can be appeased by your fear. You’re not preserving peace. You’re just advertising weakness.
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Hillary Clinton, you have some fucking nerve lecturing America about dignity.
13 Americans were murdered at Fort Hood. Four Americans died in Benghazi while you were Secretary of State.
And now you want to climb onto your moral high horse?
FUCK THAT!
The Fort Hood terrorist was convicted and sentenced to death. Fuck him! I believe that sentence should be carried out. Those innocent Americans never got a second chance.
Those Americans deserved protection. Their families deserved answers. And every government failure deserves accountability.
Save your sanctimonious bullshit, Hillary.
You don’t get to lecture Americans about morality while questions about Benghazi still haunt the families who lost their loved ones.
Nobody is above the law, including YOU BITCH!
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Apparently, someone’s gonna report me to the FBI because I made a video about the coffee shop in Texas and how they advertised that if you came in with a Kaffiyah on and said what date it was, you would get a free latte. All in honor of the massacre that occurred in Israel on October 7. So I’ll say it again. It’s Coffeyah coffee shop in Cedar Park Texas. The number is (512) 215-0861 maybe they shouldn’t publicly advertise something if they don’t want public pushback.If you’re gonna be tough, be tough!
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My Big was eating treats until the very end and on massively powerful pain meds. He slipped away happy and with his dignity and love.
Tumors were growing into his nerves and his heart had enlarged.
He was a very very good boy ❤️
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If ANYBODY understands this issue, it’s Col (Ret.) Rob Maness, USAF.
A must read.
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Please pray for my brother in blue for a quick and full recovery. 🙏🙏🙏💙💙
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My daughter Katie will spend eternity in her grave.
Any thoughts or consideration for her?
One sided blind selective compassion and empathy means nothing but loyalty to ideology and party. Sad.
This is cruelty. Undocumented immigrants are spending months in detention facilities awaiting resolution of deportation cases. Before Trump 2, they could get a bond hearing to show they aren’t a danger or flight risk. Now thousands sit in horrible conditions when they could be at home. Pure Stephen Miller. Pure Trump.
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True Story:
On November 21, 2010, twenty-one-year-old Marine Lance Corporal Kyle Carpenter was stationed on a sandbagged rooftop outpost in Marjah, Helmand Province, Afghanistan. During an insurgent attack, an enemy hand grenade bounced onto the roof, landing directly between Carpenter and his fellow Marine, Lance Corporal Nick Eufrazio. Without hesitation, Carpenter threw his body directly over the grenade to shield his friend from the blast.
The explosion shattered his body: his right eye was destroyed, his lower jaw was blown away, his collarbone and right arm were broken in dozens of places, and his heart stopped. When the medical evacuation flight landed at Camp Bastion, medics initially classified him as P.E.V. (Patient Expired Upon Arrival). He flatlined three separate times, but doctors and corpsmen refused to give up, reviving him against all odds.
Carpenter was flown to Walter Reed National Military Medical Center, where he spent roughly three years enduring 40 surgeries. Throughout his hospitalization, his mother, Robin, rarely left his side, sleeping in a chair next to his bed for months.
The physical recovery was grueling, but the emotional low point came months into his rehabilitation. Carpenter was sitting up in bed attempting to eat a bowl of cereal by himself. Because severed facial nerves left his mouth and chin completely numb, milk spilled across his chest. Looking into a mirror at his altered face, he broke down weeping and asked his mother, "Who is ever going to love me again?"
His mother held his face in her hands and reminded him of his faith: God had kept him alive for a distinct reason, his value was defined by his character rather than his scars, and true family and community would always love him unconditionally.
Rather than turning to cynicism or viewing himself as a victim, Carpenter adopted an uncompromising mindset of gratitude, referring to the rest of his life as "the bonus round". He retrained his body, completed the Marine Corps Marathon, earned a four-year college degree from the University of South Carolina, and was awarded the Medal of Honor.
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SPACE FORCE, GET THE FUCK IN HERE.
I have been roasting every branch and now it’s your turn, you intergalactic IT department.
Army sleeps in the dirt.
Marines eat crayons.
Navy lives on a floating apartment complex.
Air Force checks the hotel reviews before invading.
SPACE FORCE?
You motherfuckers joined the military because Best Buy Geek Squad didn’t have enough fucking authority.
Your branch sounds like something a drunk 12 year old created after watching Star Wars.
GUARDIANS.
Guardians of what?
The fucking HDMI cable?
Your combat zone has fluorescent lighting.
Your foxhole has lumbar support.
Your rucksack is a laptop bag.
Your weapon system has a fucking password reset button.
Some Army private is freezing his ass off in a fighting position while a Space Force Guardian is screaming:
WE’RE TAKING HEAVY FIRE!
Motherfucker, Outlook crashed.
Your version of land navigation is opening Google Maps.
Your version of close air support is moving the router closer to the fucking window.
Your version of enemy contact is somebody from China trying the WiFi password twice.
You don’t call artillery.
You call technical support.
Sir, satellite communications are down.
WHAT’S THE PLAN?
Unplug it for thirty seconds.
PROMOTE THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
Space Force PT test probably includes carrying two monitors up a flight of stairs without spilling a Monster.
These motherfuckers probably get combat patches for surviving a Windows update.
Imagine being captured by Space Force.
They wouldn’t interrogate you.
They’d lock your account after three failed login attempts.
Army has Rangers.
Navy has SEALs.
Marines have Raiders.
Space Force has motherfuckers named GUARDIANS sounding like they’re about to fight Thanos at fucking noon.
And yes, before some keyboard warrior has an aneurysm, Space Force has a serious mission.
Satellites.
Missile warning.
GPS.
Communications.
All important shit.
But military humor has never given a single fuck about your mission statement.
So thank you for your service, Guardians.
Now get your ass back upstairs and make sure Google Maps still knows where the fuck Sugar Bush Knolls, Ohio is.
Air Force, enjoy your fucking continental breakfast.
You’re tomorrow.
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UK Terror Suspects Back In Custody After Sharing Meme buff.ly/g4MHzxX
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You would be shocked by how many men sit alone in a parked car, on the edge of a bed, behind a locked bathroom door, or in a dark living room fighting battles nobody knows exist.
Then they wipe their face, walk back into the world, crack a joke, go to work, take care of everyone else, and somehow convince everybody they’re fine.
A smile does not always mean peace.
“I’m good” does not always mean good.
Men carry mountains quietly because many were taught that asking for help makes them weak.
It doesn’t.
Sometimes the strongest thing a man can say is:
I’m struggling.
Check on the men in your life.
Especially the ones who always seem strong.
