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so who won the PLUSA Peace Price?
and PLUSA Piece Price?
Hi Minard, Didya see that you were on the awards list of posters that quite a few posters would like to meet?! : )
The last thing Barack Obama needed at this moment is a prize for a promise.
He spoke about “promise” when he criticized parents for giving parties to their children when they graduated high school. He wanted them to aspire to college.
kens, Sorry, I wasn’t trying to be/sound uncivil. I love ya too.
I just take umbrage with what feels like a constant drum beat from the right that we’re going ‘commie’. It’s just not even close to realistic to me, and feels disingenuous. You have every right to your opinions, but I think you have been unusually argumentative of late which is fine/good, but I had to say what was on my mind as well. : )
MM, you are right about the Pentagon beauracrats running the war and their inability to predict the response. Why is it that the military can’t understand that when they are fighting terrorists, essentially a Holy War, that the response is not like fighting an ordinary paid army????
wasder, you’re welcome thank you for your great photos. I think that particular stone may have been shortened because the inscritption reads “graves” so there should be another name and date beneath Mr. Remsen’s.
Kens reminds me of my dad, who was (and still is) one tough Brooklynite, from the old school.
When I was about 10, we went for Pizza at the famous Stromboli Gardens. Seated next to us was a group of 3 teenagers (about 18) talking out loud about their previous night’s exploits with their girlfriends. My father went over to them and politely told them to knock it off, as my mom and sister were with us. They quieted down for about 15 minutes. Soon thereafter, they started up with the talk again.
My dad didn’t miss a beat. He got up, at age 42, and took on 3 teenagers single-handedly. After he gave them a few lumps, he threw them out of the place. The place erupted in applause.
My dad should have gotten the Nobel Peace Prize.
AND…since you got me going, General Petraeus was dealt a bum hand in the first place by not having enough troops and enough protective equipment to do the job. The civilian morons in the defense dept, and we know who they were, insisted on running the war as if no one was going to fight back, or that the mere sight of American might was going to chase the insurgents into the streets in surrender. There was absolutely no long term after fighting planning. The suits acted like this was an away high school football game in Texas, where the opposing team comes in, wins, drinks a few beers, and goes home. In this case, the team was bussed into the wrong town, beat the wrong team, which retaliated at the after party, and has been kicking their asses ever since.
The Iraq war will be used as a lesson on how not to wage war in the classrooms of colleges and at West Point for the next 200 years. Not the general’s fault – his bosses’.
Thanks Slopey! I’ll take my prize in the form of beer 🙂