Stormbringer reminded us of a teacher of yore. We need more like her, today.
Meet Captain Nieves Fernandez, the only known Filipino female guerrilla leader and school teacher. When the Japanese came to take the children under her care she shot them. She didn’t hide in a closet, she didn’t put up a gun free zone sign, she shot them in the face with her latong (a home made shotgun).
Note she has an M1 carbine with a 15 round magazine – illegal in the Gun Control States of California and Massachusetts.
She then went on to kill over 200 Japanese soldiers during the war with a group of commandos and holds the distinction as the only female commander of a resistance group in the Philippines.
In this photo she is showing U.S. Army Private Andrew Lupiba how she used her bolo to silently kill Japanese sentries during the occupation of Leyte Island.
Can you imagine an American school teacher in the day & age having the chutzpah to pull off a class act like this?
h/t Theo Spark
I was never in ‘the service’. Not for lack of trying, though. My disability kept me 4-F until the draft was discontinued.
I admire members of the military for their tenacity; their discipline. Always have, even when many of my generation (Vietnam and post-Korea) protested actively against the military.
Of course, with today’s volunteer military, much of the culture has become ‘cool’. I find in conversations with many the lingo terms I use are outdated. “No lie G.I.!”
So I found a crib sheet!
Blowed up: Hit by an IED. Example: “I been blowed up six times this year.”
Fitty: The M2 .50 caliber machine gun. (and how sad is THAT!)
Joe: Soldier. Replacement term for GI.
Perhaps one day we won’t have a need for such lingo…
h/t NPR, Ben Brody
Please remember today’s anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor. We lose more WWII Veterans every day. - Guffaw
I do, too. But Kent’s “Hooligan Libertarian Blog” offers perspective, along with support.
To wit (in part):
The powderkeg of “troops”Are individuals in America better off that there are US troops all over the planet? Do troops really help “the people”?Think about it.Was Germany better off by having and supporting the Nazi troops? Or, in the long run was the normal, average German made less safe and less prosperous because of “the troops”? (And don’t bother trying to misuse Godwin’s Law on me- I’m on to that game.)
The only ones helped by “the troops” are those who work for that gang of thugs called “government”. Everyone else is harmed. They may think they are benefiting, but only until consequences catch up to them all. At that time the veil is ripped away.
You should go to Kent’s link above and read the whole thing. Blind obedience isn’t thinking, and it certainly isn’t what freedom and liberty are about.
Question Authority. Not just for the exercise, but for the meaning; the agenda.
Turk Turon reminds of a hero of a forgotten age. A heroine? The gender difference is hardly necessary or appropriate:
Go to the link above, and read about this fantastic woman, her exploits and heroic character.
She passed away in 1995. She deserves to be remembered.
There will be many posts on the blogs today regarding Memorial Day. Hopefully, most of them remind us that originally it was called Decoration Day, and that families took flags and flowers to remember those family members who had passed too early in war. Or had just passed. Sometimes they’d even bring picnic foods to celebrate the person’s life.
Obviously, this has evolved into just a picnic holiday, forgetting the original meaning. After all, it is the official beginning of Summer, and we get off work, school, etc. And those who have gone before are still there, forgotten. And hey, Target has a sale!
I remember one Memorial Day in 1977. My Dad drafted me to come with him to visit the grave of my Mother, who passed when I was in the second grade. We didn’t come here often, and being 24, I’d just-as-soon have been anywhere else. And, my Dad mumbled something about his joining her soon. I thought he was just being maudlin.
Three months later he joined her. He knew something, and kept it a secret.
Please take a moment today, while you’re swimming, fishing, boating, picnicking, drinking beer, or partying to remember those who have gone before. It’s the least you can do.
And, as always, hug those still with you and tell them you love them. Do it NOW. You never know.
When I was growing up (in Arizona) my father made certain to show me evidence of Western history and culture. Western as in cowboy. 50s/60s TV helped. Not balanced or historically correct.
Part of what was taught to me was the difference between Cochise and Geronimo. Cochise initially fought the incursion of people from the East Coast, but eventually acceded to what was called manifest destiny and gave up. I was taught he was a great hero of his people. (See the 1950 film Broken Arrow for the politically-correct story).
But Geronimo was another matter. A warrior to the end, he never gave up fighting for his people, and was eventually captured and made a prisoner of war. He died in captivity. Some say he was murdered. I was taught he was a rebel and criminal who deserved what he got. We called these battles The Indian Wars.
Between the Indians co-existing with us as citizens, having their own ‘nations’, and being given special status and benefits from the government (based largely on our guilt for never honoring treaties and mistreatment of them), AND, the ever-popular meme of Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s The Noble Savage (the idea that as they were primitive cultures they were automatically more pure than we ‘cultured’ euro-trash) it’s a pretty complex relationship. Until the 1700s, many conquering forces simply eliminated those who didn’t assimilate. Less complex but barbaric. We did do some of that.
Special status, in spite of the whole melting pot meme; E Pluribus Unum, and equal rights for all. Some people are more equal than others.
Purportedly, Geronimo’s last words…
“I should have never surrendered. I should have fought until I was the last man alive.”
As a youth, I admired Cochise for his peaceable acquiescence to federal government authority. I tend to be siding more with Geronimo, now.
h/t Wikipedia, IMDB
In the United States the right to petition is guaranteed by the First Amendment to the federal constitution, which specifically prohibits Congress from abridging “the right of the people…to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.”
Although often overlooked in favor of other more famous freedoms, and sometimes taken for granted, many other civil liberties are enforceable against the government only by exercising this basic right. The right to petition is a fundamental in a Constitutional Republic, such as the United States, as a means of protecting public participation in government.(Wikipedia)
Way Up North (and now Tam) brought to our attention (in demure fanfare, as is their tradition) a movement regarding individual States of these United States petitioning for peaceful secession from the same!
I went to the All Petitions/whitehouse.gov website, and was amazed! First, that such a group of petitions existed and second, that ‘the government’ had allowed such behavior, given their track record on such things!
By my count, there 24 States, including mine, with listed petitions!
Is this treasonous, or simply the right to petition?
My friend Rev. Paul of Way Up North posted a remarkable post entitled Hatred, Intolerance and Obsession.
You should stop reading whatever it is you’re reading, including this blog, go to the link above, and read the post.
I’m not even posting snippets of it to ward you off and keep you here. Except this:
GEE, whoda thunk? (misspelled for effect – see previous post)
Yesterday was a horrific anniversary for our nation. If you saw my post (and the posts of many others) you’d have read about the
loss, dilution, forgetting of American Culture and History, and the consequences we have reaped.
Then, the news arrived…
Violent protests in Cairo over a largely unviewed film alleged to insult Mohammad. And the rocket attack in Libya, killing our ambassador and three other staffers. American flags burned, buildings looted and our citizens and officials killed. Coinciding with the anniversary of September 11.
The administration reportedly issued an apology for offending Muslims, and is sending in the Marines to beef-up security.
An apology? Seriously?
“The Embassy of the United States in Cairo condemns the continuing efforts by misguided individuals to hurt the religious feelings of Muslims – as we condemn efforts to offend believers of all religions. Today, the 11th anniversary of the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks on the United States, Americans are honoring our patriots and those who serve our nation as the fitting response to the enemies of democracy. Respect for religious beliefs is a cornerstone of American democracy. We firmly reject the actions by those who abuse the universal right of free speech to hurt the religious beliefs of others.” (U.S. State Department)
The President did say he strongly condemned the ‘outrageous’ attack.
Of course, this is the paradox. Just because we supported the removal of the previous regime(s) doesn’t automatically mean the replacements will be U.S. friendly. No matter how much money and materiel we
bribe aid them with! Sadly, this is a lesson we have never learned.
I’ve stated before political correctness will be the death of us.
I’m not for starting wars. But, I am for protecting ourselves and our citizens.
Borepatch, today addresses the counter-arguments brought forth every August 6 regarding the use of atomic weaponry in Japan, effectively ending World War Two. This remains a difficult subject, as many civilians were killed as a result of U.S. actions. It is interesting to note that President Truman had no previous knowledge of THE BOMB, until he assumed the Presidency only a couple months earlier. But, he made the decision to act, undoubtedly saving the lives of millions of American troops and countless Japanese.
Go to the link above, and read his assessment and make your own decision. And if it’s your way, say a prayer for all the dead in all wars.
And thanks, Lonnie, for reminding me.