Never Forget

Went out last night and had a few drinks down at the old Whistle Stopper, woke up early today and hit the gym. Hurried back to get cleaned up for a great breakfast at the Hash House (a go go) then more adventuring with camera in hand. I wish I could be more content with the fun today but some unfortunate news is weighing heavily on me right now. As every team guy and their families know there has been a fairly severe tragedy that occurred recently. What I am referring to is the recent helicopter crash (etc etc..) in Afghanistan. I don’t have all the details and I don’t want to start down the path of speculation (especially when there is so much that has not been released). Bottom line, between 12 and 16 SEALs were killed. There have been rumors of this that and the other thing and I’m not even gonna waste my fucking time talking about those rumors. I have heard several lists of names, I will not put those lists here.. this is a very serious and solemn business and I do not want to desecrate the memory or possible cause further pain to the families or whatever. The thing that really hurts the most about this whole thing is not that I was friends with a lot of these guys. Not just friends but they were my brothers in a way that is hard for people to understand. One of them was in my Hell-week boatcrew.. that may seem trivial, but I can’t stop thinking about all the silly daily stuff that we did and talked about together. I will miss these guys, one and all, but what really bothers me is that their sacrifice is mostly unkown. America may read a quick headline about a bunch of SEALs being killed and feel bad but people will never truly understand what professional, honorable, dedicated, just all around good guys were lost this week. The burden of their memory is carried with pride by all the men they worked with and their families. Truly I wish they were still alive but this is the business we are in. I can tell you that I would like to rampage the masses of the terrorist ranks with a fucking battleaxe when I think about it. I wouldn’t trade the life of every asshole in Afghanistan, Pakistan, and Iraq for that of one single teamguy, and I would without hesitation burn them all to hell if it were in my power to save or aid just one of my comrades. I don’t believe in heaven or hell or valhalla or any other bullshit like that, I don’t think all those guys are “in a better place” or anywhere else which makes their passing and their sacrifice that much more meaningful to me. You all know that I’m pretty cynical when it comes to flag-waving and saluting and voting and all that shit, but once in a while i suppose it doesn’t hurt to honor the efforts of those who you see as deserving. So I guess, it’s not memorial day or veterans day or anything else, but my message today is simply..

To all those who have served and sacrificed for the prosperity and freedom of America and her people that at least here on slavenation.com, you are not forgotten.

I had collected a bunch of pictures to put up here, upon reflection it seemed a bit too morbid for the blog today… Ships burning in Pearl Harbor, Flagraising on Iwo-Jima, Soldiers invading Inchon (Koera), ‘The Wall’ Vietnam War memorial, 9-11, and some more recent Afghan/Iraq stuff.. but I’m going to attempt at changing the mood of this blog from despair to humor and optimism… so here you go… happy 4th of July!

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