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."
French Official Recalls 'Hoots of Joy' Following Priest's Murder…
Friday, February 18, 2022
Hat tip RoP : In the trial about the assassination of the
priest, Nicole Klein, who was in office at the time of the crime, told
her version of events. (…)
The expression is undoubtedly overused,
but it was indeed an extraordinary testimony that the jury court heard
on Wednesday, the third day of the trial on the assassination in
Saint-Étienne-du-Rouvray on July 26, 2016. Nicole Klein, Prefect of the
Normandy Region at the time of the crime, took the stand personally and
without personal protection at the request of Mgr Lebrun, Archbishop of
Rouen and joint plaintiff.
In response to a question from the Advocate General, she explained:
“When we learned in the security meeting that the judge was of the
opinion that Kermiche was, if I may say so, on the road to recovery, we
didn’t believe it for a second.”
(…) Finally, the honorary prefect blurted out: “I also remember the
hoots of joy on the evening of the assassination in Saint-Étienne. So
few that some say there was no such thing. But, those very few, it was a
fact”.(…)
