The labeling for beef is terribly misleading and should be changed. Beef processed or packaged domestically can be labeled "Product of USA" even if the animal was born and raised overseas. The label simply means that the final value-add took place in an American facility (for example- mixing domestic, grain-fed beef with leaner imported grass fed beef) and is not a guarantee that the cattle originated on a U.S. ranch.
To be certain, shop with a local butcher or work with a local rancher or farmer to ensure that you're getting a Product of the USA when you're buying beef.
Why is it “brave” to criticize Christianity, but “bigotry” to criticize Islam?
This is the bigotry of low expectations. Assuming that brown women don't deserve the same freedom to criticize religion, labeling them as “Islamophobic,” is moral relativism at its absolute worst.
Watch my full discussion on the Unveiled Book Club with @ilvalues
He was on Biak as well. I don't think they did ten, but I don't know.
On the night-time landing that they did, it was so stormy, with lightning, rain, and the sea was so rough that they wrecked landing crafts. The engineers landed, but the infantry who they're embedded with had to turn back that night. They had dozers and such and made so much suck a ruckus that I think he said the Japanese thought they had tanks and went the other way.
My dad was in the 41st Infantry Division, the Sunset Division, which earned the moniker 'Jungleer' He shipped out in March, 1942, to Australia for jungle training on the stripped-down Queen Elizabeth and was on his way home on the Queen Mary in August, 1945.
I can only imagine the heat and the bugs and sleeping on the ground and in holes in those hell-holes, the great number of deaths due to dysentery and disease, getting mortared and ambushed at night, the amphibious landings, and those fellow Soldiers who were wounded and those who died. He didn't say much, but he did say that he didn't want to be there any more than the Japanese did.
He was sure glad to get home, and his buddies went out to Ft. Lewis, WA, got a car, and picked him up. The smile on his face from the picture they took tells it all.
I worked with a guy who was captured in Africa, part of Rommel's troops. He had spent the majority of the war working on a Wisconsin dairy farm. As a German POW, he operated farm vehicles and even ate with the family. After the war, he brought his wife and children from Germany over to here to to live, and he ended up in Michigan.
I remember sitting around, eating our lunches. We were building a rock-face block condominium complex by the water. 'Big Steve' sat there, telling some stories in his heavily accented German-English. My dad sat there too, he was the foreman on that job of about 50 bricklayers and even more laborers, having spent the entire war in the malaria infested jungles of New Guinea and the Philippines as a US Army Combat Engineer fighting the Japanese. Little Nick was there as well, he was pretty good at building leads for windows, patio openings and corners, etc., even though he wasn't the faster bricklayer, so my dad put him on that. Nick had spent the war as slave laborer, sent to work in a Russian coal mine by Tito in some sort of deal. Nick said he would get a little broth and bread at 3:30 AM and work until dark. Many died in the mines alongside him, and they'd just drag them out of the way, but he made it.
A little more than 35 years after WWII, the three of them were there outside the building we were putting up, sitting around on turned-over buckets or blocks stood up on end, eating lunch from their lunchboxes and telling stories. Big Steve had it the best on that Wisconsin dairy farm, sitting out the war as a German POW in America, and he knew it.
The most successful political scam in modern history is convincing people that our future depends on separating ourselves by race.
We have race-based caucuses, race-based programs, race-based holidays, race-based activism, and race-based grievance politics.
And somehow we’re supposed to believe this makes us less divided.
The answer to racism isn’t more racial categories. It’s teaching every American that our history belongs to all of us.
Stop dividing us into tribes.
Stop treating race as the most important thing about a person.
And start celebrating what actually matters: We’re all Americans first.
"The enemy smelled our blood and thought we were prey. They forgot that a wounded animal is the most lethal. We tore that jungle apart to stay alive."
Major James Capers Jr stands as one of the greatest Recon Marines to ever do it. He enlisted in the Corps and fought his way into Force Recon where he became the leader of Team Broadminded. He completed more than 60 long range patrols and five major campaigns in Vietnam.
In 1967 near Phu Loc he was wounded 19 times while fighting a numerically superior enemy force. With broken legs, shrapnel across his body he refused evacuation until every Marine on his 9 man team was lifted out. His Silver Star citation states he continued to coordinate fire and movement under direct and indirect fire while suffering extreme blood loss.
That Silver Star, originally downgraded after his commander was kill*d and the Medal of Honor paperwork lost, is now being formally upgraded to the Medal of Honor. Capers was not only a mustang, he earned a battlefield commission in combat, a rare honor that speaks to the trust his Marines placed in him.
At eighty eight he remains a giant, a warrior who carried his team through hell and set the standard every Recon Marine still measures himself against.
This week marked the opening of Downs River Park in Northville, on the former grounds of the Downs Racetrack. The 10-acre park project included the "daylighting" of an 1,100-foot section of the Rouge River that had been paved over for 60 years.
VIDEO: Jon Hewett
No helmets. You could easily tell who was who.
I miss the clean boards. I hate both the written advertising and the computer generated/at-home advertising on the boards. They're both horrible.
I do like the large, flat-screen high-def televisions that we have today. It sure beats trying to watch the Red Wings on a small black and white TV using rabbit ears on a UHF TV channel. It's nice to be able to see the puck all the time now, too.
In a new video, Jo Frost, aka Supernanny, warns that some modern parents are hindering their kids’ independence by choosing short-term convenience over teaching basic life skills.
The Instagram post featuring the video is filled with comments from teachers agreeing with her that it’s a growing concern.
@Jo_Frost
@Gerashchenko_en This is the Putin with the round cheeks who waddles when he walks and touches people. The other Putin who I've seen in videos walks more upright, has flatter cheeks and doesn't touch strangers.
Ukraine’s SkyFall unveiled the AI-enabled P1-SUN Long interceptor drone, trained on more than 10,000 real combat interception videos. The system detects aerial targets up to 800 meters away, then tracks, pursues and destroys them after operator confirmation. #Ukraine
@atensnut I see this at Belle Isle beach in Detroit. Sometimes the husband and kids are nice enough to give the lady in black a little tent/umbrella to lay down in to shield the sun while they frolic in the water.