For those who served, its the one day that someone may say thanks. From me you get a knowing nod and a virtual salute.

Thank you for serving.

One of my fondest memories from the military is from bootcamp.

In the marine corps you stand in line on either side of the squad bay and do inspection every night after you clean your nasty ass. Your in a towel and the drill instructors want to see your fingernails and shit to make sure your cleaning their bodies all nice and good. Yea its pretty homoerotic now that I think of it.

Anyway I’m standing there waiting for my turn and directly across from me is this Italian dude from Georgia or something like that. His last name was Monteverdi and he would have been called private joker if he was a private, we were still recruits, in the marines you don’t get called private until you are one.

So the drill instructors get to me and there all looking at me, so what you do is stand at attention with your hands at your side, when they step in front of you you raise them and say SNAP! all the while staring straight forward once they inspect your fingernails and then they motion for you to turn your hands over and you yell POP! Now I had done this what seemed like a thousand times and I had the 1000 yard stare like no other. As soon as they step in front of me I say SNAP! As soon as I say snap Monteverdi drops his towel and in one motion grabs it from behind, its threaded between his legs he is riding it like a 18 year old Tijuana stripper, and I crack a smile.

Needless to say a Marine Drill Instructor does not like smiles. Its safe to say that they would rather you fuck there sister and call them sally. They unleash on me telling me to get on the quarterdeck which is the front of the squad bay, and to bring some friends. Well i grab my standard workout buddies at this point so its me Monteverdi, Shipley, and a couple other guys who were just collateral damage. The saying in the Marines is that you can be 1 of two things in bootcamp Smart or strong pick one.

That day while we were being worked into a pile of our own sweat, I realized that we were strong, and that nothing later in life was going to be the same. I kept smiling and they kept pouring it on. They would never break these men around me and I knew then that this was what they wanted.

Its hard to look back on these memories sometimes and not want to figure out why it works, why we still feel as we are brothers, why in my life these men will stand amongst my true brother. But today I don’t have to, its the day I can share, and hopefully someone will just listen.

working again, its like my 3rd day in a row, I think this is almost a record. Although I do believe that I have pulled a 4 day week once in the past month so its not technically a record, but hey close enough. Who is counting right? I recently changed the site, and am going to resurrect the old forum since no one likes the new one. If you missed the 10100 video debut look at the post called “the incident” Its funny and shit.

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GetAmused.com – Politics Explained
Politics Explained
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, “What is politics?”

Dad says, “Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I’m the breadwinner of the family, so let’s call me Capitalism. Your Mom, she’s the administrator of the money, so we’ll call her the Government. We’re here to take care of your needs, so we’ll call you the People. The nanny, we’ll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we’ll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense.”

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents’ room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny’s room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy says to his father, “Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now.”

The father says, “Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.”

The little boy replies, “Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.”