Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
A Morality Tale: The Death of a terrorist, Razan Al-Najar
Friday, June 29, 2018
Jihad Watch : In the world media’s tendentious coverage of the Great March of Return
in Gaza, the stories that first appeared in the continuous coverage were
always those versions put out by the “Palestinians,” or more exactly,
by Hamas.
Israeli corrections would be issued, but were not always
reported, and when they were reported, became the objects of scornful
and doubting delivery. Wearing a white uniform, “she raised her hands high in a clear way,
but Israeli soldiers fired and she was hit in the chest,” the witness,
who requested anonymity, told Reuters. At her house in Khan Younis, Najar’s mother collapsed in grief as she was handed her daughter’s blood-stained uniform.
A statement from Gaza’s Health Ministry mourned Najar as a “martyr”.
Interviewed by Reuters interview in April, she said she would see the
border protests through until their end. “I am returning and not retreating,” Najar’s last Facebook post said. “Hit me with your bullets. I am not afraid.” Similar stories about the noble volunteer medic, risking her life to
help others, appeared everywhere, an innocent shot deliberately, for no
apparent reason, by the murdering Israelis. “Razan al-Najar is not the angel of mercy Hamas propaganda is making her
out to be,” IDF Arabic spokesman Maj. Avichay Adraee tweeted.
Furthermore, the description of Razan Al-Najar as being strictly a
medical volunteer, intent on “helping” people, was called into question
by another video that showed a female paramedic, whose identify is not
certain but whom the Israelis claimed may have been Al-Najjar, hurling a
smoke grenade across the security fence toward Israeli forces. Even if
the video turns out not to have been of Al-Najar, it offers evidence
that some paramedics did not limit themselves to treating the wounded,
but also engaged in attacks.