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Happy Thanksgiving America!


This is a repost of one of my deployments to remind you of those still fighting a war during this holiday season

Rain. Much like today, last year in Iraq was a typical day. We had received mortar fire the night before and were on our toes because we knew the scumbags knew it was “our” holiday season as Ramadan had just ended and we figured they would try a nice assault on the base. It was quiet, too quiet with the type of silence you hear at night when you can hear the blood rushing through your ears.

Back home everyone was getting into the holiday spirit in Iraq there was a brotherhood spirit already in place. The kind you get from looking at one another while mortar rounds and RPGs are shot at you while you wait for a lull in the fire so you can get you armor on or move to a solid position to return fire.

I truly didn’t even think about the holiday. There were no indications of a holiday in the damp area. No decorations, no parades with giant cartoon characters. The holiday was planted way in the back of your head as you focused on a much more in your face issue, the enemy.

A makeshift tensile decoration and a turkey silhouette cutout was on the wall of our refortified bunker chow hall but then again so was a cut out of Uncle sam left from the 4th of July.  A thin plastic table cloth covered the table where me and a few close friends sat at. I  had to coax them to go to the chow hall and experience the “Thanksgiving chow” late that afternoon. In fact Burrito Thursday would have been a better deal as at least you knew what you were getting to eat. We all sat there going through our exact routine of waiting in line, getting our trays, paper plates, chow then moving to a salad call. Yes, there isn’t much brown leafs; I think I will have a salad today. Grabbing two Hajji Pepsi’s we all arrived at “our” table. A table positioned way in the back in one of the bunker corridors. Quiet and by ourselves, we tried to fool one another we enjoyed the holiday there but at least we were there together. We discussed what our families were doing that year back home with us being gone. Some volunteered to help charity groups some met with other members of the family. We sat and enjoyed the chow we had, although it was no where close to family cooking but more like an MRE covered with Mrs. Dash. I Scrambled what was a weak attempt at a pumpkin pie that one of the Iraqi locals made up and wondered if the had spit in it.

It was a quiet chow. A few comments about the day were made and then it was over. Thanksgiving was gone and we were that much closer to going home. That’s how we looked at it. Get it over with then you could tell yourself”we only have Christmas and New Years left and it will be close to going home time”. 

This year, I’m home, I’ve cherished the past few months being here and home with friends and family. I stop sometimes and look around at all the great things we have and are offered to us in America and Im proud to be a defender of them all. Today, I will enjoy a nice meal, cold beer and a big cigar for those who are out on the pointy end of the spear, protecting our country, sitting quietly in a bunker during Thanksgiving and saying we are almost home.

Enjoy your holiday and never ever forget those who have paid the price to ensure we can relax and enjoy such events in our free country, that’s something to be thankful for!!

Semper Fidelis and Happy Thanksgiving,
Time for a C-Gar!
Maj Pain

My 2014 Sportsman nominee: Former Marine Rob Jones

Rob jones sportsman lead

There are a few things you should know about my Sportsman of the Year. He accepted some free meals while he competed. He let strangers and corporate sponsors give him gifts. He admits he did not achieve his goal.

He also rode his bicycle from Maine to California through the worst winter in memory, despite having both legs amputated, just to raise money for charity.

So, you know, perhaps you can overlook that other stuff.

Rob Jones set out to raise $1 million for charities that support injured veterans. Jones is an injured veteran himself -- he lost his leg after an IED exploded in Afghanistan -- but none of the money was for him. The impulse that caused him to join the Marines still runs through him. He lives to help others. He raised more than $120,000, which is not a million, but it’s a hell of a lot more than he would have raised if he had sat on his couch feeling sorry for himself.

Time for a C-Gar

Read the full story here


The borders are NOT secure (just shows what our leader knows)

From the L.A. Times:
1.  40% of all workers in L.A. County ( L.A. County has 10.2 million people) are working for cash and not paying taxes.  This is because they are predominantly illegal immigrants working without a green card.
2.  95% of warrants for murder in Los Angeles are for illegal aliens.
3.  75% of people on the most wanted list in Los Angeles are illegal aliens.

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I fought for you....

If you have never seen this short video, watch it. It’s not long and it makes sense. Some may say "Pain" Veterans Day is over why post this video? My response would be something like this “Hey Jackwagon, everyday should be memorial or veterans day. Too many people take their freaking freedom for granted for those that paid the ultimate price so put a sock in your pie hole hippie” But it may go something like this as well, “Hey, because…..” naaa it would go like the first version. Time for a C-Gar

My daughter made a WWII veteran cry

(Hat tip BuzzPo) She was five years old, just about to turn six and she made a World War II Veteran Cry. She didn’t mean to do it.

In Washington D.C., there is a monument built largely with private funds. It’s not as tall as many of the monuments, it’s not as audacious as those erected for past presidents and founders of our country. It’s really sort of a simple monument, the Monument for WW II Veterans in Washington D.C.,. That’s where it happened.

My Daughter had been on the mall with me and my wife, she played, walked through the congressional hallways and contemplated the height and meaning of the Washington Monument. She still believes in her Nation and her flag. Forgive us for being sentimental–we’re old. That’s her, on a warm day, in little girl clothes, looking up at the tower we built to honor General Washington. Then, we walked to the World War II Monument.

 My daughter made a WWII veteran cry

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Veterans Day, Marine Birthday - Motto Monday

Enjoy Veterans Day. We would want it that way. Many may not even realize the meaning of the day some will even take it for granted but nonetheless it’s a day named for us but if you look at it, it’s really about you and our country. Not only is Nov 10 Veterans day, it’s the Marine Corps Birthday and trust us, we are honored to share the day.

Like that in the US, throughout the UK it is Remembrance Day Nov 10 and on Nov 11th in Australia and Ireland. I mention these as well not only because I have met some of the best warriors from these countries but some of the finest people as well.

Wherever you are, know we appreciate the day and hope you join us in sharing the honor in respecting those who have served their country. Your warriors are still at war, least we never forget!

Time for a C-Gar!