It’s been clear since the beginning of your political career that, in fact, you’ve done nothing to support our service members or our nation, and everything to undermine the righteous mission of both.
You’re a disgrace to your service and your rank. What “leadership” have you ever shown while pursuing your political dreams? The CCP doesn’t count.
Get lost, loser.
The comments on this are as divided as the nation itself.
The hour is later than even I imagined.
The overarching message is painful yet clear:
Americans no longer have faith that their elections will do anything positive anymore.
And that should horrify us all.
Nevertheless, I refuse to just do nothing and watch it burn. I’ll still vote. So should you. You do you I guess.
I do find it odd that people who can’t even be bothered to vote seem to think they’d be bothered to fight to the death.
Direct your hate accordingly if you must but remember who the real traitor is in a civil war: whoever you’re shooting at.
Exhaust every peaceful option before you get froggy like that. Because once you jump into the abyss, there’s no going back.
I’m probably being picky but I think if an airport shuts down its VFR pattern due to a radar outage that should be a NOTAM. Maybe then someone wouldn’t have to drive to the airport, do a preflight, and start up in order to learn about it on ATIS.
It’s official! I’m incredibly proud to share that I’ve been selected for promotion to Colonel of Marines!
From Private to Staff Sergeant. Second Lieutenant to Colonel select. It’s been one hell of a ride.
Semper Fi!
UPDATE: when I went to check on my stuff a few minutes later and add a dryer sheet, a large, dumpy, "headphones adult" with rainbow hair was going in while I was leaving the laundry room. She asked if my stuff was waiting and told me she's moving her laundry right now. I politely informed her there's no need, because it's on the table. She looked completely perplexed, mouth agape. So to connect the dots, I informed her that it's been sitting in there for quite some time and I moved it.
She began to get angry and started fidgeting and asking why I would do something like that. I mentioned there's a social contract and she should set an alarm for the time that the machine tells you it'll be done.
She began crying, tell me that I shouldn't have done that, she can't believe I touched her underwear, and that she has OCD and has to rewash it.
I then informed her that no, I did not touch her underwear, I grabbed an entire ball of laundry and put it on the table. She then ran towards the laundry room crying and yelling about her OCD.
As the door was closing behind her I said
"I hope things get better for you!"