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News ::
10 Mar 2003
Modified: 11 Mar 2003
Taking or sending flowers to the French Consulate is a nice way to thank our FRANCE, oldest ally.

.....................THANK FRANCE.......................

Taking or sending flowers to the French Consulate is an effective way to say MERCI. It will be seen
by the entire staff for days;
Thank our oldest ally.

(if they’re closed, just leave them at the door for everyone to see)
31 St. James Avenue
Park Square Building, Suite 750
Boston, MA 02116
Tel : (617) 542-7374
Fax : (617) 542-8054
..................SAY IT WITH FLOWERS.....................*****

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That's Why They Call 'Em U.S. Marines (english)
11 Mar 2003
Middle Fingers UP - for France..
They need to read their own history..
The next time they call - should we go or "protest"?
No matter...

That's Why They Call 'Em U.S. Marines

Tactical Assembly Area “Ripper”—It is a dusty, dun-colored, tent-city
parked on a barren, flat, wind-blown plain, lacking both vegetation
and recognizable terrain features.

Without a Global Positioning Satellite (GPS) receiver it is impossible
to know where you are or where you are going. It is also the
temporary home of the fabled 7th Marine Regiment—the “tip of the
spear,” for the First Marine Expeditionary Force in the upcoming
battle for Baghdad.

The Marines here in this arid southwest Asian desert are blissfully
unaware of the political machinations at the United Nations that have
held them for more than a month, poised like a diver prepared for a
plunge at the end of the board. And they couldn’t care less about the
protestations of the “Blame America First” crowd in San Francisco or
other European cities. They do know that the French have “wimped out”
once again and are quick to remind the hoards of visiting journalists
that it’s okay because, as one Marine put it, “the French have always
been there when they needed us.”

Despite the delay in getting done what they came here to do, these
young warriors revere their Commander in Chief. And whether the nice
folks at the UN or the critics in Europe or the anti-war activists in
the U.S. like it or not, they have a refreshing certainty about their
mission, Saddam Hussein and the need to evict him from Iraq.

This isn’t because they are “poor, uneducated, minorities” as some
liberal politicians have recently alleged in propounding a
reinstitution of conscription. The all-volunteer troops here are
predominantly white, middle-income Americans. Minorities are, if
anything, under-represented in these units and nearly 100% are high
school graduates.

Their “mission focus” isn’t because they have been “brainwashed” by
their superiors. During a briefing by an intelligence officer, the
troops asked penetrating questions and got honest answers about what
lies ahead—and what it all could mean to the rest of the region. And
it’s not because they are “bloodthirsty” as a foreign journalist
described them to me. In fact, none of the soldiers, sailors, airmen
or Marines with whom I have spoken over the last several days told me
that they are here “itching for a fight.”

What has apparently been missed by many of the media elites here
covering the preparations for a gunfight in Iraq is the fact that no
one who has ever really been to a war ever really wants to go to
another one. And a remarkable percentage of these young men already
have combat experience. One commander estimated that more than half
his officers and senior Non-Commissioned Officers (NCOs) had served
under fire before—in the first Gulf War, the Balkans or
Afghanistan—and in some cases—all three. They know better than any
correspondent, reporter or politician, the true nature of war: that it
is the most terrible of human endeavors.

Yes, Ma’am

Yet, precisely because so many of them have so much combat experience,
they are anxious to get on with the task at hand. They know that the
sooner it gets started, the sooner it will be over. Many of them
expressed frustration that what was supposed to be a “blitzkrieg” has
become a “sitzkreig.” One young NCO said, “We’re the best there is,
but this is going to be the most ‘telegraphed punch’ in military

And that’s not the only problem with further delay. A “Recon
Marine”—one of those whose job it is to penetrate deep inside enemy
territory to scout out the routes, objectives and enemy targets to be
hit—said, “. . . it’s a new moon. We do our best work under conditions
of marginal visibility. We don’t like to operate when the moon is
like a big light bulb in the night sky.”

Another concern was expressed by an NBC officer—one of those
responsible for ensuring that the Marines survive an attack by weapons
of mass destruction. His comment: “The longer we wait, the longer
Saddam has to plot and carry out a chemical, biological or nuclear
attack—and the hotter it’s going to be wearing those protective suits
and masks.”

This isn’t whining and complaining. It’s just common sense. But even
this is apparently misunderstood by some of those who have been sent
out here to cover this high-risk venture. For reasons that have
escaped most Marines, the Pentagon has provided press credentials to a
significant number of foreign journalists. Unfortunately, many of the
international media appear to have an overt hostility to the subjects
they are covering.

One female correspondent from a European news service was overheard
asking—or was it telling—one of the Marines that she had “never seen
so much bravado, machismo or arrogance” in her life. The young NCO
listened and appeared to mull over her grievance before replying,
“Yes, ma’am, that’s why they call themselves U.S. Marines.”