Well, I figure if this oozing asswart named Mande Wilkes can ask whether US Soldiers are heroes or hoodlums, I can certainly reciprocate.
My guess is both ignorant and arrogant, judging from this particular flapping twat‘s commentary.
First American soldiers urinated on Afghan bodies. Then they burned Korans, just for the hell of it. Then, an American soldier in cold blood killed more than a dozen Afghan civilians – the very people, I note, who U.S. troops are supposed to be protecting from extremist brutality.
Now, in the latest example of imperialistic jingoism, American troops are photographing themselves with dead Afghans, their smug grins juxtaposing dismembered corpses.
Now, I realize this particular herpes-infested hemorrhoid is merely trolling for attention, but I think there are far too many who will read her hateful, ignorant screed and take it as gospel, so I feel the need to clarify a few things.
First of all, we didn’t just burn the damn Korans. They were removed after being defaced by prisoners, who used their alleged “holy books” as means of communication. They wrote in them.
Second of all, a single American Soldier goes on a rampage in fuck knows how many years, and all of us must be condemned? Let me ask you this, Cupcake: how many men, women and children were needlessly murdered by the Taliban and by the insurgency? How many of them were tried and convicted?
None. That’s how many.
At least the US military prosecutes those who do wrong under the law!
That’s right. The troops who allegedly urinated on the Afghan dead will face a court martial, as will the lone Soldier, who lost his mind and went on a killing spree. We prosecute them, and we punish them in accordance with military law.
As for the grinning few… you know what? That’s a non story. These bastards blew THEMSELVES up while trying to kill our people. Sorry, but if a guy who has my kids, or my friends, or my co-workers at gunpoint accidentally shoots himself in the nads, I’ll laugh too! I’ll hoot and holler, and I’ll take photos with the mutilated giblets! So fuck you!
But that’s not the worst part of this ignoramus’ little editorial.
She proceeds to claim that it’s no surprise that our troops are apparently a bunch of murdering thugs, because we offer great incentives for thugs to join the military. Apparently our oh-so-generous salaries, benefits and pensions encourage assholes, murderers, thieves and hoods to sign on the dotted line.
But first, she of course, has to pay homage to her hero, Ron Paul.
To answer that, I take you back to any one of last autumn’s Republican presidential debates. Ron Paul (holla!) made a repeated point of casting himself as the lone warrior on stage. The only one of the major presidential candidates to have served in the military, Paul represented a dying breed: A man who was a statesman before he was a politician.
OK, first of all, anyone who uses “holla!” as part of an essay and expects to be taken seriously needs to have their head examined. Holla? Really? What are we, 14 and trying to sound all ghetto?
Second, how does serving as a gynecologist in the Air Force qualify anyone to be a “Statesman?” Not to disparage Dr. Paul’s career, because I honor everyone who serves, but really? Statesman? Let’s get a little perspective, shall we?
It used to be that everybody who was anybody enlisted in the military. Nowadays, everybody who’s nobody serves – a natural consequence of incentivizing service with signing bonuses, comped education, and plush pensions. Not to mention that for those in the U.S. illegally, the incentives are that much more attractive – a respectable way to root into jobs that wouldn’t otherwise be accessible.
So, what used to be a military made up of statesmen has devolved into a force comprised of men who have few alternatives but to enlist. Rather than the symbol of nobility it once was, military service has become almost a scarlet letter of sorts – signifying an individual of lesser resources, breeding, or ambition. Think about it … when a teenager is delinquent, where do his parents send him? To either a boarding school or a military school, depending on the family’s socioeconomic level. And when that teenager graduates, where does he go? To either a university or the military – depending, again, on the family’s finances.
Let’s get something straight, snail trail: There are pretty stringent standards for people who want to serve, including physical fitness standards and high ethical and moral standards. The military is not for everyone, and the chaff is generally separated early. My basic training platoon lost approximately 12.5 percent of recruits during those first three months. My advanced individual training requires at least a 110 GT (your equivalent of an IQ).
— 48.8 percent of officers have advanced or professional degrees; 39.2 percent have master’s degrees, 8.4 percent have professional degrees and 1.3 percent have doctorate degrees.
— 22.4 percent of company grade officers have advanced degrees; 16.6 percent have master’s degrees, 5.5 percent have professional degrees and 0.3 percent have doctorate degrees.
— 85.6 percent of field grade officers have advanced degrees; 70.5 percent have master’s degrees, 12.5 percent have professional degrees and 2.7 percent have doctorate degrees.
— 99.9 percent of the enlisted force have at least a high school education; 73.6 percent have some semester hours toward a college degree; 16 percent have an associate’s degree or equivalent semester hours; 4.7 percent have a bachelor’s degree; 0.7 percent have a master’s degree and .01 percent have a professional or doctorate degree.
That was 2006. I’m fairly sure those numbers are even higher today. And in comparison in 2011, only 87 percent or so of the general population have even finished high school, 56 percent or so have some college, approximately 30 percent or so have a Bachelor’s degree, 11 percent or so have a Master’s, and 3 percent have a PhD or equivalent.
Tell me again how stupid the military is, bitch!
I graduated Johns Hopkins in 1993 with a Bachelor’s degree in International Relations. I enlisted in the Army and received a certificate in broadcast journalism. I also started working on my Master’s degree at that time. I received another certificate in print journalism and public affairs in 2005 at the Defense Information School, and continued working on my MA while raising a family, being deployed and/or working full time. I finished my MA in National Security Studies in 2009.
I’ll put my credentials up against Mande Wilkes any day of the week and twice on Sunday.
And I’ll win.
I’ll win, because she’s an ungrateful, uninformed, ignorant zit on the ass of humanity.
I’ll win, because she condemns the very men and women who willingly and passionately defend the very Constitution she and other lunatic Paul supporters claim to cherish. The Soldiers put their money where their mouths are. They do that every day while she sits home, watches vapid reality TV and dreams about her next shade of lipstick. They do that while she calls them dumb, primitive and thuggish.
The great thing about this country is that you can spew all kinds of crap and your freedom to word vomit is protected.
But you are not free to live without facing the consequences of said spew.
And since this obtuse, shallow wad of snot thinks she’s fit to represent the residents of South Carolina’s 7th District, I would encourage anyone who lives there to actively campaign against her and ensure her embarrassing defeat.