I know that President Obama has already gotten enough grief from the Navy Corpsmen for his mis-pronunciation of corpsmen but I just couldn't resist giving him a jab of my own for what he did to my Marine Corps (pronounced "core"), not corpse.
But I don't have to say a word, Gunney R. Lee Ermey himself, he of the real Marine Corps and Hollywood Marines both, said it for me. And nobody can say it better than Gunny R. Lee Ermey! Hoo Rah Gunny!
The Marine of the Month for January 2010 is Donald John Riley 1925 – 2004, United States Marine Corps, Combat Service in the Pacific, 1943 – 1945 and the man that inspired a wonderful concept, that of Honoring The Life, Service and Bravery of Veterans, One Frame At A Time.
Edward D. Riley, US Army 1969-71, Vietnam Vet and son of SSgt Donald Riley, USMC is the man behind the idea and the creator of the Frame Of Honor, a moving tribute to his father and to our men in uniform. I just recently was introduced to his son Danny who told me the story of how it got started and I am proud to be able to pass it along.
I hope to be able to get to know Ed Riley sometime and I would be proud to make mention of each Frame of Honor recipient that he does a frame for – here on my USMC blog.
I only have one question for you Eddie my boy, why the heck didn't you join the Marine Corps like your Pop did? He must have wanted you to join the marines if he knew you would have to fight? You didn't go and get yourself drafted did ya?
I'm just yanking your dog tag chains there Eddie, those being the kinds of digs that only one soldier can make to another, so say hello to Sgt Richard "Skip" Schaefer (me), United States Marine Corps, 1968-72, combat service in Vietnam with the 3rd Marine Division, 1969-70. Can you believe it was over 40 freakin years ago?
Frame Of Honor occupies a permanent link here on the LCMarine and you can also contact them via the FAQ page of their website.
We need more marines like this in Washington to sort out the mess we have gotten ourselves into in the middle east. Posted with the greatest respect for the Marine Corps and our Armed Forces this picture signifies the kind of message that we at home are tired of all the BS from our government and want these wars to end.
Our country has gone to the dogs and maybe they can do a better job!
Image: my chocolate lab Duke by: Pets In Uniform
Chucky – has become human. Well, sort of.
A field laboratory test conducted at the Marine Corps Dreamland complex at Camp Pendleton turned into a nightmare when an experimental "combat doll" with the face of the famous Chucky, a B horror-movie doll ran amuck, slaughtering all the second lieutenants in the building, insane from the pain of growing to human proportions in 10 seconds flat, after just one drop of Camp Lejeune "Historic Drinking Water," was placed on the doll's kevlar bibs.
Trained specifically to fight the only kind of war the terrorists understand, that of the cut-their-F***ing heads-off, suicide bomb, no-holds-barred, back-stabbing killer mindset. A human Chucky is just the kind of fella we need for a new breed of Marine Corps Drill Instructor, someone so feared, a conscious-less creature, machine-like in it's horrible purpose with the ruthlessness and the crust to train would-be marines in tactics specifically designed to show those dirtbags in Afghanistan we are through playing around with their ugly asses.
They don't know the kind of fighters they would be facing! No politicians could contain them, no military command could censor them and once launched, never recalled. This is the no-mercy kind of mutant that Americans love, a pure killer of the sort that will convince those people over there – we finally mean business!
Originally designed as a "combat doll" for the Marine Corp by Mattel and Universal Studios, the doll had the face of Chucky, powered by a tiny nuclear reactor. Unhampered by the lack of water or debilitating weather conditions and armed with only C-bars* Chucky platoons would sneak out at night to infiltrate enemy positions, with only one mission, sever the Achilles tendons of every tallywacker or tali ban they see.
Unfortunately the project was abandoned, then denied, by the "sensitive" military leaders within the Bush administration as too "water boardish" an issue. Chucky's "Raiders" could be formed up with the remnants of a force of rejects of these small, doll-like creatures, Do you think it's any kind of coincidence that Chucky became human just as these fearsome creatures were ready to go forth and mutilate!
Chucky grew from doll-size proportions to human dimensions, almost overnight. Chucky, yes marines, that Chucky now wants to be one of us. Not only that, but hold on to your piss cutters, he wants to train marines as a D.I.!
This is your chance to stick up for the pukes at Parris Island and propagate that bad-assed reputation their recruits are always crowing about because, Chucky is up to here full of Hollywood types, and MCRD San Diego is too close to that bunch of sissies. But he might not wait for a personal invitation from the Commandant either, rumor has it he is planning on starting his own outfit. You heard it here first!
Who better than Chucky to strike fear into the cold hearts of the Taliban, Iraqui's and other terrorist scum, a creature with no fear, morals or mercy when it comes to rooting out and destroying terrorists and their supporters. D.I. Sgt Chucky – can't you just imagine it?
Which lucky platoon will have the honor of graduating the first Sgt. Chucky recruits?
Beware all enemies who cross Chucky's Raiders – Osama Bin Laden – laden with crap that is, listen up maggot face, you are directly in the cross-hairs of Chuckie's new, USMC, top-secret -sniper hatchet!
Gung-Ho, as it used in marine barracks, is a sarcasm and means about the same thing that eager-beaver used to mean in the Army before the EB's got promoted to butt smoochers.
When one marine says another is gung-ho he is not being very nice but the corps never has taken the trouble to correct the public impression, that among marines, gung-ho is synonymous with espirit de corps. The marines haven't taken the trouble to straighten out the Chinese on the matter, either. The Chinese still think that gung-ho means "work together."
