GPS: “In one-quarter mile, turn left onto Swamp Trail Road.”
FBI Agent driving car: “How do we know we can trust you? You might be sending us into a clearing where in-bred swamp- dwelling aliens wait to capture us and perform unmentionable experiments on us.”
FBI
Agent passenger: “Mulder!”
On 23 September, VA messaged about an upcoming appointment.
“You have an upcoming appointment with VA on Oct 7 at 08:00.
“Reply:
Y9 to CONFIRM
“N19
to CANCEL
“D11 for DETAILS”
Requiring a wee bit more details, I messaged “D11.”
VA instantly responded:
“Your appointment is with PMR, SAK (CWY BL/100FL/1D RM/107 at BAY PINES.”
All
right, then. Glad to get that cleared up.
Last night my wife and I watched Episode 1 Season 1 of Castle. Molly Quinn played Castle’s daughter. I wondered what she had done since Castle. I googled. The search engine says her “Partner” is Elan Gale. Who, I wondered, is Elan Gale? More Google tells me he is an American author, TV writer and producer. In his “personal life” information, Google says: “He has a very pretty redheaded girlfriend.”
I
also learned that tomorrow is Quinn’s 28th birthday. Happy birthday to a
Texarkana girl.
Maybe so, maybe no. These days, who knows?
From Valor Guardians
“During the last hours of the evacuation, according to troops under his command and as documented by photographs and witness statements, (MG Chris) Donahue (82nd Airborne commander) ordered all of the passengers aboard a C-17 transport plane to disembark so he could have a souvenir loaded onto the plane. That souvenir, or ‘war trophy,’ was an inoperable Taliban-owned Toyota Hilux with a fully operational Russian ZU-23 anti-aircraft autocannon mounted in the bed. Once the Hilux was loaded passengers were allowed back on the plane, but, of course, there wasn’t room for all of them. According to troops on the scene, at least 50 people and perhaps as many as 100 people were left at Kabul to make room for the Hilux.”
https://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=118160
Perhaps following the lead of Chairman of the JCS Gen. Milley, MG Donahue also reportedly conducted some above and beyond normal duty with the Taliban, as had Milley with Communist Chinese generals.
“Multiple sources within the military and the intelligence community have revealed to RedState that Donahue’s coordination with the Taliban that day included more than simply letting them know that we were checking out early. These sources say that Donahue provided the Taliban with a full manifest of passengers aboard the flights including passport information, photos, and biometric information for those passengers. The flights included US troops, Afghans who were employed by the Department of Defense, key human intelligence (HUMINT) assets, and other SIV applicants and their families.”
A Fort Bragg spokesman said, “No personnel were removed from any aircraft departing HKIA to make room for the Taliban Hilux. In fact, aircraft space was not an issue at all in terms of getting American citizens, Afghan SIVs, or at-risk Afghans out of HKIA in the final days of the evacuation mission.”
(Just now wondering:
Who got the light switch at the end of the tunnel in Saigon? For years generals
and politicians reportedly could “see the light at the end of the tunnel,” so
somebody must have unscrewed and removed the switch. A war trophy that
important shouldn’t have been left behind.)
“If a man has recently married, he must not be sent to war or have any other duty laid on him. For one year he is to be free to stay at home and bring happiness to the wife he has married.” --Deuteronomy 24:5.
From Raconteur Report
We read where some folks commenting are all doom-and-gloom worried about the future prospects of Lt. Col. Scheller, USMC.
Bitch, please.
As if.
The way you "protect" someone like this, with
balls the size of church bells, is hand him a bayonet, and then get out of his
way.
The conga line of Alan Dershowitz-level lawyers that will
take his case pro bono will take what he said once, in a
YouTube vid, and turn it up to 11, straight outta Spinal Tap, and
make his original video indictment of The System like the Rodney King beating:
on TV, 24/7/365, and the Corps won't be able to shut up fast enough to get both
their collective feet out of their mouth. They're about to create their own
Billy Mitchell, and they'll never get that genie back into the bottle. It's
going to haunt them for a hundred years.
If they were smart, they'd simply drop all charges,
separate him from service post-haste, and grant him a full pension, and hope he
just goes off and plays golf. But they're not that smart.
Even after the baked in "guilty on all counts"
verdict comes back, this will get appealed, and overturned, and the minute this
guy picks a place to settle down, he'll be the next freshman congressman from
BFEgypt, and even the DNC won't have enough voter fraud to block his election
in a landslide.
Two terms, which he'll win without breaking a sweat, and
he's got a congressional pension-for-life, and gold-plated everything until he
dies.
And he's going to end up being the guy throwing molotov
cocktails on the House Armed Service Committee every day he's there, and raking
those same perfumed princes over the coals, and sticking a pitchfork in their guts
and twisting it, for as long as he feels the urge. Probably only for another 20
years or so, on national TV.
It won't matter if nothing changes, because for him their
agony is The Mission.
Unimaginable stress, pressure, and heat is what turns
charcoal into diamonds.
The smartest thing the Corps could have done was ignored
him. Everything not that they're doing to him is throwing jet
fuel on a raging bonfire, and then trying to beat the flames out with their own
dicks.
And that's before he writes the
inevitable best-selling non-fiction book abut the whole thing, which
immortalizes this in print forever.
This is what happens when, institutionally, you've
promoted the biggest ass-kissing Courtney Massengale crayon-eaters to the
senior positions, which mega-douchbaggery was exactly what he called them out
on.
His position, right now, is about the same one as that of
the 1st Marines surrounded by five Chicom regiments at the Chosin Reservoir in
1950: I pity the poor bastards who've surrounded him. He's going to
eat their hearts for lunch, and hand them their asses back on a platter by the
time this is all over, and they'll wish their mothers had never met their
fathers.
And then, 5 million current and
former Marines - pissed as hell about how badly fucked up their beloved Corps
has become - are going to help him pile on. Semper Fidelis, motherfuckers.
Scheller is OURS, not yours, and in trying to fuck with one of OURS, you've
stepped on your dicks hard this time. You're going to regret that once, and
that one time will be permanently, forever.
For the Common Core grads out there, tell the class how
dragging Ollie North before Congress, making him testify, and then trying to
crucify him in public has hurt either his life or career prospects since 1987,
last time you looked. Non futuis militae-Nautae: Don't fuck with
Marines.
http://raconteurreport.blogspot.com/
