300,000 American Soldiers assaulted the continent of Europe ion June sixth of 1944. They died by the thousands as they tried to gain a beach-head allowing access into Nazi Germany. My closest brothers went the night before, the Airborne Divisions.
I don’t know if I’d have been able to ride one of those landing craft to the beach, just like I don’t know if I could have “dressed right and covered down” while Pickett’s Division assaulted the Union center at Gettysburg. On the other hand, jump out of an airplane and deal with what you get… Doesn’t sound impossible. Even that was ugly but it was war, that’s ugly 24/7/365. PVT John Steele, 2/505th Parachute Regiment, got caught on the steeple of the church in Ste Mere Eglise. LGOPS of 30 men took objectives planned for forces of 300. 300,000 Americans went ashore in spite of the Nazi’s desires. Then proceeded to kick their Nazi ass.
President Reagan remembered and understood…
The 504th Parachute Infantry Regiment has a silver punch bowl and a set of silver cups taken from a Nazi Battalion HQ. Along with the punchbowl is a dispatch from the Nazi Battalion Commander to his Commander. In the dispatch the Bn CDR describes his tactical situation as “American parachutists…devils in baggy pants…are less than 100 meters from my outpost line. I can’t sleep at night; they pop up from nowhere and we never know when or how they will strike next. Seems like the black-hearted devils are everywhere…”
Guess what bitches, you’re fighting Americans now. The Nazi’s had the same issues right up until they surrendered.
Americans raised the flag everywhere they could through out the war, in every theater of operations… The most famous was on Mount Suribachi as pictured above. 60 years later I still carried a little American flag in my helmet, occasionally sweat free, just in case I got to claim some god-forsaken place for us.
That brings up the music for tonight, what could be more patriotic than Johnny Cash?
Yet on this anniversary of 300,000 American Soldiers selfless sacrifice we are treated to the spoiled antics of unpatriotic assholes like the starlets of the NFL. They would rather kneel and protest during the National Anthem than stand proudly in support of what our brothers gave their last full measure of devotion for. I stopped watching when the social justice warriors started their bullshit. The latest “hide from the Anthem” rule only seeks to hide their traitorousness, it does nothing to alleviate it. The harder they try to put a thumb in my eye the less I care about their cause, or any of their causes. I’ll do a damn sight worse than a thumb in the eye when it comes down to it.
I don’t know if I’d have had balls enough to ride a landing craft to the beach on D Day, I don’t know if I’d have had balls enough to march with Pickett’s Division across the Gettysberg battlefield to the High Water Mark, I don’t know if I could have climbed a rope to the top of Pointe du Hoc.
But I’ve got balls enough to stand up and render honor to our flag and our anthem. Those who don’t can kiss my ass.
Where are you Rick Monday?