HEY CINDY SHEEHAN - The Last Word
By Resa LaRu Kirkland (01/11/06)
Your 15 minutes of fame are over. No one cares what you have to say. As always the last word will be written by someone like Casey Sheehan, not his glory mongering, America hating, anti-Semitic mother. Someone who, like your son, actually grasps what’s at stake. Someone who knows there are things out there bigger and more important than himself.
Someone who does believe that America and its freedoms aren’t just worth fighting and dying for, but are worth fighting and dying in order to bring to peoples who have never known them.
And this goes for the hippy press too. Your lies are unraveling in pure Dan Rather/Mary Mapes “Let’s make up a story” fashion. So listen up, you modern-day Goliaths, because I found a David to bitch-slap you to hell.
He is SPC Keith A. Nations, from Marmaduke, AK, and for the past 8 months he has been restoring hope and creating belief in Afghanistan. He is part of Cco 391st Combat Eng. Bn., Spartenburg, SC. His story is the reason I fell in love with warriors…America still grows only the best. He knows that our press has been lying to us. He gets the word over there, and is as disgusted as the rest of us. In fact, when he first thought I was a journalist—horrors, now that it is that most foul word that the hippy press has turned it into!—he wouldn’t speak to me. Because of the continuing lies that the hippy press tells ad nauseam about our soldiers, these magnificent men view them as the enemy, and rightly so. Read anything those commie wannabes write and their vitriol hatred for these men who fight for their freedoms shines through. They did it to our warriors in Vietnam, and their desperate attempt to do it again would be hilarious if it wasn’t so damned evil.
When he found out that I write military history, and am writing my FORGOTTEN WARRIOR series on men of valor from the Korean War, that all changed. He knew at once that I was a friend, not a foe. You hear that, hippy press? Our fighting men view you as a foe. Well, what’s good enough for them is good enough for me. I have reserved a special place in my catalogue of hatred for these particular foes.
So enemies of America—I’m talking to the ones here in my beloved nation—be prepared for a world of hurt. (Spelling/grammatical changes made in the following excerpts.)
I’m here to fight, not to just sit back and draw a paycheck from our tax payers. I was making more money back in the states than I do here. But to me that doesn’t matter. I came back in the army to do what I set out to do for many years of prior service, and that was to protect my country and protect innocent people from ever having to worry about things like 9/11 ever happening. When it did happen I was furious, madder than hell. The first time I tried to get back in I was too old. Then one day I went to a recruiter and he said, “Well take you right now! Prior servers are desperately needed.” The first thing I did was volunteer to kick ass over here and so far I think I have proven to be an asset at 39 years old…I think what our Pres. Bush did was the most upstanding and right thing. He is the only president that has ever done the right thing, and that has grabbed his balls and shown the world we may have been asleep for many years and had a pussy for a president but now we ain’t taking shit. It took a lot of guts to take American men and women and put them in war, but hell, that’s what our military is there for; that’s what we do and we do it proudly! I truly love my country and the people. We may be mean to each other a lot of times but if we all had the same personalities it would be awfully boring.
I have seen first hand what the Taliban and Al Qeada are capable of still doing and still want to do to us. I’ve seen what they have done to their own people over here and I’m telling you, America should see what we’ve seen. They would know then how lucky they really are! That’s all I can say about that, Resa. When we roll into their towns, the children hold up their little hands and laugh and holler at us. They run to an American soldier because they know when they see us they don’t have a damn thing to worry about; we’ll protect them and give them that thing that no other military has ever given them: love and protection. This country wants us here and they need us here. And by God, we need to be here. I am so honored to be a part of all this, and I would gladly and honorably lay my life on the line and fall if I have to—to ensure my country and Afghanistan is rid of the self-righteous, hateful, no good bastards called Taliban and Al Qeada. Not only are we keeping our own beautiful country free, but we are keeping 2 other countries free. Now tell me: are we one hell of a military or what?
Keith, you bet your American ancestry…you are one hell of a military!
Have any of you read anything like this in the New York Times, or seen anyone blathering about it on CBS? No you haven’t, and you won’t either. The MSM and their Klan hate everything about Keith and his core values. They are desperately trying to force us to believe that the average American is against the war, wants open borders, wants every earthly language to be the “official” language of America, just loooooooves Islam but hates other religious people, and that Cindy Sheehan speaks for all mothers everywhere.
Well, I’m a mom, and she doesn’t speak for me. I have a feeling that she doesn’t speak for Keith’s mother either; after all, such a noble man surely had a good and unselfish mother teaching him.
These aren’t the baby-killing war mongering rapist/murderers the press has shoved down our throats for the past 40 years. These are men with tender hearts and spiritual souls. They are hope in khaki uniforms. And lest there be any doubt that they are still needed, I’ll let Abu al-Zarqawi erase those for you: "First, chase out the invaders from our territory in Palestine, in Iraq and everywhere in Islamic land. Second, install Sharia (Islamic law) on the entire Earth and spread Islamic justice there…The attacks will not cease until after the victory of Islam and the setting up of Sharia.”
Stephen Ambrose once said (and I’m paraphrasing here) that in Europe in the 1930’s, if you saw a dozen teenagers or twenty-somethings walk into a village, armed with guns and tanks, it meant torture, rape, theft, and death…unless they were Americans. Then it meant C-rations, candy, medical care, and freedom. The same will someday be said about turn of the century Afghanistan, and it won’t be said because of the press, it will be said because of the Keiths. The American warrior has to be the most spiritual being on earth, for they are willing—every damned day—to die not only for their friends, but for any brother in need of hope and freedom.
I AM A PROUD AMERICAN SOLDIER. I GO WHERE OTHERS FEAR TO GO, I DO WHAT OTHERS FEAR TO DO, AND I GLADLY LAY MY LIFE ON THE LINE EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR PEOPLE I DONT KNOW AND FOR PEOPLE WHO DONT KNOW ME. I AM A PROUD AMERICAN SOLDIER…IS THERE ANYTHING MORE HONORABLE THAN THAT? I AM ONE DAMNED PROUD AMERICAN SOLDIER.
“For people I don’t know and for people who don’t know me.” Let’s see Dan Rather or Walter Cronkite do that. (Don’t hold your breath.)
Keep the faith, bros, and in all things courage.
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