Aaron Michael Grant
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Grant retired from the United States Marine Corps in 2008 after serving a combat tour 2nd Tank Battalion in Operation Iraqi Freedom. He is the author of "Taking Baghdad," available at Barnes & Noble stores, and Amazon.
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Bittersweet Christmas
Bittersweet Christmas Many of us do not need to be told that Christmas can be a tough time of the year. For those in deep depression, it is the very season of giving, of rejoicing that can be the hardest. Especially if they feel alone.
By Aaron Michael GrantExclusive • 20 days ago
Daddy's Cannon
1777 was a desperate year for the American cause just like the year before it, and George Washington, Commanding General of the Continental Army wanted to make a last-ditch effort to outsmart and outmaneuver the British who had just taken the American Capital at Philadelphia. Fall was in full color in Pennsylvania, and it would not be long before the enlistments expired of over half his army. It would have to be a Trenton victory all over again; just enough to keep his men motivated to sign-up for another year. It wasn’t about re-taking Philadelphia, which he had to do, it was about trapping half the British Army who had split from the capital to catch the Americans. Just twenty miles north of the capital, Washington planned an ambitious four-pronged assault to attack the British unawares, a double-envelopment - to the dismay of his generals, and if successful the Battle of Germantown would be a decisive blow that might force a treaty. It was to be the last battle of 1777.
By Aaron Michael Grant4 months ago in History
Economic Hitman
When he discovered the evils of communism and capitalism, he decided to destroy modern economics as he knew it. It wasn’t that he was a superhero necessarily, or even the bad guy, it was mere expedience to get the suffering over with that made him an economic hitman. No one would know his name, and that was just fine. He would be the blandest office geek ever with a big suitcase from the 1980’s which contained the finest computer available, and his secret weapon in the event the cyber police found him. It wasn’t a gun, it wasn’t his talent with viruses, it wasn’t his perfect poker face and ability to calmly lie to anyone. No. The secret weapon was powerful enough to knock out the grid for a hundred miles around; all he had to do was push a button, and chaos in the streets would allow him to disappear. He called his pulse device “electromagnus,” and all he had to do was plug it in to make it work. Yes. Modern debt, modern monetary “theory,” modern digitalism had enslaved the whole earth, and the office geek was going set it free.
By Aaron Michael Grantabout a year ago in Fiction
Mutiny
Captain Metzger heard of the H.M.S Bounty. He heard how a crew turned on Lieutenant Bligh in 1787, and he heard how, by all odds, when the Lieutenant was set adrift in a leaky skiff, the officer and a few followers made a three-thousand-mile voyage to the East Indies with the loss of only one life. The Lieutenant had made the most incredible voyage to the corner of civilization to save what was left of his loyal crew, and he read in the papers how Bligh was exonerated and promoted to captain. The man was practically a celebrity, and Metzger looked forward to meeting him.
By Aaron Michael Grantabout a year ago in Fiction
Those Eyes
Passing a ship is common on the high seas. Every ship hoists her flag as a matter of maritime law, and when it doesn’t, it is a matter of life and death. Your ship either exchanges news, goods, mail, or cannonballs. Such is the necessity of men upon the sea. No ship passes unnoticed. The ship we remember out of thousands is therefore never normal, and always out of place. There’s a reason the memory never leaves us, not of ships, but men who control a small keel. It is the men, capable of good and evil that ignites the memory; a complete stranger who you needed, or needed you, that you have not forgotten.
By Aaron Michael Grant2 years ago in Families
