Something to Think About

I just read the following news story from Foxnews and have to say that it is a very insightful probe into the American way of politics.

“Here’s just how [messed] up the current cash-grabbing, celebrity-over-substance presidential campaign has become… the media is now debating whether John McCain’s fashion sense is a problem for his campaign.Apparently he was wearing a sweater or cardigan at some point, which led some to speculate that this fashion faux pas was even more proof that his campaign was spiraling downward.

Personally, I don’t own that many sweaters so I’m not sure what to make of the fashionistas comments. But I do know that we’ve almost hit rock bottom when somehow, in our own special, twisted, surreal choose-a-president way of doing things, a man who was a decorated combat pilot, who spent five and a half years as a POW under unimaginably brutal conditions, who then became a respected congressman and senator for the past 25 years, suddenly is ranked based on both his sense of style and his ability to raise money.

FYI, I don’t have a dog in the hunt for this upcoming election. And I use the term “upcoming” loosely, given that the election is still 15 months and hundreds of millions of dollars in consultants’ fees away. The point I’m making is that we seem to be losing sight of what constitutes character and experience.”

I may not vote for McCain, but I agree that we should respect him for all he’s done for our nation.

And come on America, don’t let Hollywood dictate who our next President is! This should not be a social decision! Stand on your own two feet and vote for who you believe in!

Just something to think about as we head toward November 2008.

A Few Reasons to Support Our Troops

You stay up for 16 hours

He stays up for days on end.

You take a warm shower to help you wake up.

He goes days or weeks without running water.

You complain of a “headache”, and call in sick.

He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.

You put on your anti war/don’t support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.

He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.

You make sure you’re cell phone is in your pocket.

He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.

You talk trash about your “buddies” that aren’t with you.

He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.

He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.

You complain about how hot it is.

He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.

He doesn’t get to eat today.

Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.

He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.

You go to the mall and get your hair redone.

He doesn’t have time to brush his teeth today.

You’re angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.

He’s told he will be held over an extra 2 months.

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.

He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.

He holds his letter close and smells his love’s perfume.

You roll your eyes as a baby cries.

He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they’ll ever meet.

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.

He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.

He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.

You see only what the media wants you to see.

He sees the broken bodies lying around him.

You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don’t.

He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.

You stay at home and watch TV.

He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.

He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.

We Know What To Do…We’re Marines!

As I have said before, I have many friends who are personally fighting for this country right now. Well last week I talked to a buddy of mine who is currently training in Oklahoma. He informed me that he ships out to the Middle East in 54 days. Wow. That was a shock.

Today, I text my other buddy who arrived in Virginia a month ago to finish up his training. He told me that they are doing anti-terrorism training right now. He said it’s pretty intense.

In talking with these two guys, I noticed a common attitude: determination. There is no fear. I asked my first buddy who’s leaving soon if he was afraid and he said, “Afraid? No. This is what we train for. This is what we live for. This is why I signed up.” I was a little taken aback. I sure would be scared! But there was such a sense of determination in his voice that you couldn’t help but feel confident a well.

I also asked my other friend today if he was scared. He wrote back and said “No. We know what to do…we’re Marines!” My heart swelled with pride and I told him that we were sure thankful for their sacrifice and commitment.

Did I mention that both these guys are 20? Some would look at them and scoff at their commitment and “waste” of life, but I look at them with pride. It is no waste to give your life for others. They are going out there so my kids will be able to live in freedom. They are giving up their dreams and goals so I can live in my home in peace. They are enduring all that for you and me. It’s time they got the credit they deserve.

Happy Birthday!

Well today is your birthday America. You are 231 years old. You have gone from a handful of pilgrims with a hope of freedom to a great nation who influences the world. Those first pilgrims left their homes, their friends, their jobs, and their security in search of freedom. They risked death, destruction, and the unknown to find a land where they could live in peace and freedom. And here they found it. They founded a nation so deeply rooted in freedom and liberty that when that freedom was threatened, the loyal citizens of this land stood up to the world’s largest power–England. Freedom is what brought a nation together to sign the Declaration of Independence 231 years ago. It is what this land stands for.

There have been many hardships, battles, and transitions that you have been through over the years, but through it all, you have stood strong–a beacon to the world. You have not backed down when faced with tyranny. You have not given up when faced with impossible odds. You have not stepped back when attacked. You have fought with bravery, stood up with boldness, and preserved the great truths this land was founded on.

So America, today I salute you. You have done what no other nation has ever done. You have founded a land on freedom, liberty, and peace and have maintained that stand for over 200 years. May your greatness never end.

Starting Small

Well I was sitting down to have dinner when I received a text message from a friend. All it said was: “Get the number for the police.” Naturally, my curiosity was piqued. I quickly got him the number to the Sheriff’s Station and asked what the problem was.

Minutes went by with no reply. As I waited, thoughts of robbery, breaking and entering, and murder entered my mind. Then he called. And he was ticked.

He told me how he was at a local market and how he had seen two guys engaging in a drug deal in the parking lot. Like a good citizen, he got the license plate number and called the police. Evidently, he was in the neighboring town (mere minutes away) and the number I had given him was of my town. When the dispatcher picked up the phone to take his call, he relayed the information and his location. She then told him to call the next town’s police station and hung up.

I was shocked. She did not transfer him, give him the number, or even take the report and call them herself. (Remember these towns are side-by-side…not more than 3 minutes apart). Instead, she hung up and left a good citizen frustrated and swearing to never try to do right again.

Does this not make you mad? Someone tries to do right, for once, and they get no help from the authorities. We may all speak about building a greater nation and bringing America back to where she once was, but if we aren’t willing to start small, it’s not gonna get done.

America, don’t frustrate your citizens for they are the people that will either uplift or tear down this great land. I only wish every citizen would stand up for what’s right and actively battle crime. But they won’t if the police aren’t going to stand alongside them to help!

Come on America, we gotta start small!