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Reason First: Semper Fidelis, Ayn Rand
Ayn Rand once wrote that it was either “fate or irony... to be born, of all countries on Earth in the one least suitable for a fanatic of individualism, Russia.” My story is the direct opposite. Call it emphasizing the obvious that a fierce egoist like myself was born in the capital of the First State on an Air Force base in the United States of America. And that was just the beginning. By choice, I chose to serve in the United States Marine Corps. To take those polar opposites together, one must know that no unknown or unknowable was involved in Miss Rand’s birth or my own. She chose to come to America to facilitate her life as a rationally selfish human being. I decided to become a Marine because I wanted to not become human chattel.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Serve
Sh!tting Tactically 101
Subscribe to my local Vocal page to get notifications on the latest postings to podcasts. So what do you do when nature calls and you are in a combat zone? In combat, you have to shit tactically. What I mean is... if you don't have to go... you need to force it and go. Any break you get... there a few things you have to ask yourself.
By Vagabond Bundy7 years ago in Serve
My Life in the Military
The date was February 7, 1965. I just had my 20th birthday, and the day after I was called into war. There I was, in a foxhole with a pistol on my side, and a M16 both with only 100 rounds. All of the sudden I could hear a mortar coming down right towards me. I got out of the foxhole just in time for the mortar to hit. I ran into cover, trying not to take a bullet from the enemy. I was in cover behind an old tractor. I ran for at least 20 yards. At that time, I didn't see someone with a hatchet coming for me, but at the last minute I pulled out my pistol, and shot him right in the middle of his Adam's apple, and I could hear him choking on his own blood for 30 seconds before he died. That was my first ever kill in the military, and I didn't really feel that good having to kill, and watch as he started bleeding out right in front of me, but I knew I had to kill or be killed. At the end of my first day at war, I was still a little shocked that I had to kill someone, but I knew he wanted to kill me, so I just started drinking till the memory of what I did wen't away. That was the end of my first day at war.
By Mcdaveo Brand7 years ago in Serve
The Combat Glider
During the Second World War, many aircrafts, such as the P-38 Lightning, P-51 Mustang, F4U Corsair, British Spitfire, B-17 Flying Fortress, the German Messerschmitt, and the Japanese Zero were deployed into action. There was another type of aircraft used in World War II, and even though it was not prominent, it did play an important role in the war. This aircraft was the combat glider.
By James Killmer7 years ago in Serve
Without Them
They stood shoulder to shoulder, ten men in a line, hands pressed to their foreheads performing a salute. After 75 years their salute was slower, their balance aided by walking sticks, their sight somewhat deteriorated, but still they stood surveying the applauding crowd before them.
By The Rumble Online7 years ago in Serve
Pizza Box
The Rehoboth Beach, Delaware waters swelled into a blue-green splotch against the graying skies. Master Gunnery Sergeant Hamner Coral sat with his grandchildren Titan and Marietta. A fire in the corner toasted the trio on this February day. Coral always loved to see the snowflakes fall on the sand like pencil shavings spilling into a wastepaper basket.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Serve
