Posted by John Hitchcock on 2010/01/04
Iranian crowd control peacefully disperses unruly rioters.
Dean, over at Beers with Demo, had this to say:
Better late than never we suppose but President Obama finally had some strong words of support for the protesters and condemnation for the Iranian regime on Monday while denying the U.S. has had anything to do with the civil unrest currently going on in that country.
He completely blew his opportunity the first time around during the first wave of protests in the wake of the Presidential elections this past June. The administration’s line of thinking was that any words of encouragement to the anti-regime protesters would hamper Obama’s hoped-for sit down with Iran’s President, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad regarding Iran’s nuclear program. And just how is that all working out?
I believe Dean is being far too charitable. I remember the old nusery-rhyme-like saying we used in grade school. “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” Bring it forward and tie it to the Iranian situation and you have “Trucks designed for ramming may run people down but Obama’s words cannot stop me.”
Remember the “strong words” for North Korea? Remember all these other times Obama used words? All talk and no action.
I would suggest reading the rest of what Dean wrote. It’s a good article.
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Posted by Foxfier on 2010/01/04
Read something on an LJ log, and it got me to thinking on the history I was cheated of in school.
For example, the real GI Joe.
Coming up at dawn, battalion executive officer Major Odell M. Conoley was the first to discover how many able-bodied United States Marines it takes to hold a hill against two regiments of motivated, combat-hardened infantrymen who have never known defeat.
On a hill where the bodies were piled like cordwood, Mitchell Paige alone sat upright behind his 30-caliber Browning, waiting to see what the dawn would bring.
The hill had held, because on the hill remained the minimum number of able-bodied United States Marines necessary to hold the position.
And that’s where the unstoppable wave of Japanese conquest finally crested, broke, and began to recede. On an unnamed jungle ridge on an insignificant island no one ever heard of, called Guadalcanal.
When the Hasbro Toy Co. called some years back, asking permission to put the retired colonel’s face on some kid’s doll, Mitchell Paige thought they must be joking.
But they weren’t. That’s his mug, on the little Marine they call “G.I. Joe.” At least, it has been up till now.
Mitchell Paige’s only condition? That G.I. Joe must always remain a United States Marine.
I gotta say, it poisoned my ability to enjoy the mindless nifty-fest of the new Joe movie.
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