Monday, May 30, 2011

Memorial Day

Today has been set aside as a time of reflection. Many of us will fill this day with activities involving family, friends, the back yard grill, and maybe a parade. Surely, these are all good things. Indeed, those we commemorate on this day died so that we may enjoy this day and every other, under the banner of a free republic. There are those that remain on the battlements and guard us in the dark night against the predations of wicked men. Civilized society is insulated from the brutality of evil men and the ravenous appetites of despots. But they are there, prowling on the other side of civilized society's keep, ready to burn, pillage, and do murder. Soft men in tailored suits, ensconced in the delicacies of urban society have been bred to effete manners and assume that the role of the warrior is obsolete because they live within a sterile cocoon, blind and ignorant like hatchlings given their sustenance and defended. Left to themselves, they would go blundering from safety and be rent into bloody shreds, amid their meager flapping and piteous shrieks. Today we must remember the naked reality that evil will run wild if left unpunished by warriors and that noble men have gone before to man the wall against the barbarians and have died for their brothers-in-arms, for their wives and children, for their countrymen, for the golden dream of a free republic. We owe them the homage of our thoughts and our respect. We owe them the honor of fame and the glory of monument. Let the insipid metro-man give place. Let us honor the noble warrior today, and shower their memory with the laurels of our deepest gratitude.


Cheryl Meril said...

You are a delusional misinformed person on the side of the very evil you claim you're against. Your government's scam, and you happily believe their lies.

There is no excuse for stupid people like you and you will get exactly what you deserve in the end for your stupidity. Fool, your ignorance your worship of the very evil you despise, you are a blind ignorant baffoon playing into Satan's hands! You don't respect yourself enough to uphold your own honor above these lying politician clowns!

John said...

I just adore people like you. Nothing of substance, just blind vitriol. We're all laughing sweetheart. I bet the man in your life has a closet full of pastel colored shirts and sweater vests.

Tami said...

Cheryl, it is for your freedom to spew such hatred that these brave men and women have given their lives. You, of all people, should be eternally grateful to be an American.

Hefmier said...

Bless your heart, Cheryl and John. Many, many people have given body parts and even their own lives, so that you can have the freedom to spew the crap that come out of your keyboards and onto a private blog. I am sure that the families of those who have recently died in places like Iraq and Afghanistan are thrilled that you are using their own loved ones as an excuse to troll here. Being a very Liberal bastion, San Francisco can have some crazy people, but you really take the cake. I am just glad that I have met some people that are a lot decent than you. Tami is being way too nice in allowing your comment to remain here. But again, it is the veterans that we can thank so that freedom of speech remains intact in the US.

Hefmier said...

Ooops!! Sorry John!! I thought that you were a troll too. I just checked your profile. My bad. |^(

John said...

Hefmier--LOL No problem!

Tami said...

Hefmier, thanks for stopping by and reading. I used to delete/filter the kind of nonsense Cheryl shared with us today, but I've decided to take a different approach. Let them expose themselves. I might occasionally respond, but typically, I don't think I will. I always like to see a liberal hang themselves with their own nonsense. Makes for good entertainment. :)

Dan Seifert said...

First of all, I don't think Cheryl is a liberal - just crazy. Most liberals wouldn't refer to Satan in a comment.

John, my only comment here is that your tribute to our veterans is unnecessarily dark and morbid. My family and I unfortunately just had to bury my grandfather, who in WWII served as the bow gunner on the USS West Virginia. He shot down kamikazes, and then came back and raised a wonderful family. He was far more humble than he had to be with all the medals he earned, and he mostly chose to share his more lighthearted stories of shenanigans he got into with his shipmates rather than terrifying stories of blood and gore. He always reminded us how lucky we were to be Americans, but never bullied us into worshiping his service or condemned us for choosing not to join the uniformed services.

I think a more fitting tribute would be to honor the brave service of those who have served and are currently serving, and remember that our role is to ensure their service is worthwhile by fully enjoying and celebrating the freedom they have secured for us. Honoring our veterans should be focused on rejoicing in the incredible opportunities they have created for us and future generations, rather than a fire & brimstone sermon.

Tami said...


Thanks for sharing the story about your grandfather. My father has a similar story set during a different war--Vietnam. I appreciate you sharing that, although I'm not sure what relevance it had to your accusation that John preached a sermon.

As conservatives, we honor those who are living and actively serving--or those who have served in years past--EVERY day. There certainly is never a time when we shouldn't honor those who sacrifice so much for freedom's call. However, Memorial Day is a day that has been set aside to remember the fallen--those who have given their lives in service of our nation. I'm always a bit irritated that more Americans don't understand that, or know much at all about the history of Memorial Day. For most, it's become nothing more than a 3-day weekend at the beginning of summer rather than observing it for the purpose it was intended. I think John wrote an excellent piece honoring the fallen, and it would do all of us a lot of good--even those girly men of which he speaks--to sit up and take notice and to observe the day properly by honoring those who've given their lives.

Dan Seifert said...

Hi Tami,

Sorry for the delay in my reply. My point in sharing the brief story about my grandfather was that even though he was a veteran who had seen some unspeakable horrors - and had suffered the loss of many close comrades - he didn't turn Memorial Day into a somber ritual filled with gruesome imagery. He threw a party at his house, and took joy in grilling and playing horseshoes with his kids and grandkids. If anyone had a right to insist the day be more solemn it was him, but his perspective was that the point of all that miserable fighting was to secure the opportunity to do what we were doing - enjoying life.

I think this was the sentence that really caught my attention and informed my reaction: "Left to themselves, they would go blundering from safety and be rent into bloody shreds, amid their meager flapping and piteous shrieks."

That really does sound an awful lot like an old-school Calvinist sermon to me. And it's also just an odd way to honor the military in the context of a republic that has clearly established civilian rather than military leadership. This was another disconcerting example: "Soft men in tailored suits, ensconced in the delicacies of urban society have been bred to effete manners and assume that the role of the warrior is obsolete because they live within a sterile cocoon, blind and ignorant like hatchlings given their sustenance and defended."

I don't know of any elected official (or businessman for that matter) who thinks the armed services are obsolete. But it also seems like a bit of a stretch to position our military as the ultimate source of power in a republic. We should be incredibly grateful for those who volunteer to risk their lives in order to protect our way of life, but we also need to remember that this isn't Sparta.


Getting Warmer said...

Very nice piece, John. In what branch did you serve? (I must confess to wearing a tailored suit these days, but, after college and before law school, I was an armor lieutenant with the 3ID in Kitzingen, Germany in the late
1980s/early 1990s. Good times!)