In our sleep, pain that cannot forget
Falls drop by drop upon the Heart
And in our despair against our will comes wisdom
Through the Awful Grace of God
– Aeschylus
by Bryan Strawser ·
In our sleep, pain that cannot forget
Falls drop by drop upon the Heart
And in our despair against our will comes wisdom
Through the Awful Grace of God
– Aeschylus
by Bryan Strawser ·
I will write much more about this trip later as I have time – but only fitting that my group took the time to visit Arlington National Cemetary today to pay our respects to those that gave their life so that my family and I can live in freedom.
Much more to come.
by Bryan Strawser ·
As usual, Lex says it all far better than I can today:
The point is that it seems we cannot any longer count on Europe. Europe is accommodating again, appeasing again. When the USSR was the threat, they needed us now they fear being associated with us. Our interests are no longer aligned.
Perhaps the Spanish will wake up with buyers remorse. Perhaps the EU will take stern talk (always cheap in Brussels) and turn it into stout action. We will see.
The point is that these jihadis have a serious plan, and theyre deadly serious about executing it. We may think they are ridiculous, but they clearly do not see themselves that way. Theyre willing to do whatever it takes in the name of their desired end state. They are professionals, these terrorists, and I do not mean that to convey even a grudging nod of respect. I mean it to say, They are not part-timers – this is their job, this is what they do. They have won a victory, whose scale and importance is not yet clear, but one that will nevertheless increase their morale.
The point is that we may have to fight alone, and shoulder the entire burden. Because if we are not ready to:
The point is that we (the West, collectively) could lose. And the sooner we realize that, the more serious we will become, and the more certain our chances for victory will be.
We are not Spain, may God shelter them from further harm, and heal their wounds.
Because when the terrorists hit America on 9/11, exactly 911 days before 3/11, we mourned our dead for a suitable time.
And then we went to war.
by Bryan Strawser ·
MilBlogger Killed in Iraq
BOB ZANGAS was killed last Wednesday in an ambush south of Baghdad. He was a Marine Corps Reservist working in a civilian capacity for the Coalition Provisional Authority.
Go read the final entry in his weblog, and pay your respects.
Semper Fi, Bob.
From Citizen Smash.
by Bryan Strawser ·
My good friend Eric now has a blog as well. Check him out at Wide Eyed Insolence.
Eric’s got some good stuff up already!
by Bryan Strawser ·
Sunrise sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
But the clocks had nine fifteen for hours
Sunrise sunrise
Couldnâ??t tempt us if it tried
Cause the afternoonâ??s already come and gone
And I said
hooohooo hooohooo hooohooo
To you
Surprise surprise
Couldnâ??t find it in your eyes
But Iâ??m sure itâ??s written all over my face
Surprise surprise
Never something I could hide
When I see we`ve made it through another day
Then I say
hooohoo hooohooo hooohooo
To you
Now the night
throw its cover down
mmm on me again
Ooo and if Iâ??m right
Itâ??s the only way to bring me back
Hooohooo hooohooo hooohooo
To you
Hooohooo hooohooo hooohooo
To you
– Norah Jones
by Bryan Strawser ·
I’m 30.