Save a GI’s life: defeat Ned Lamont
August 10, 2006, 6:16 pm |
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by Bill Levinson
Our soldiers rely on their buddies to watch their backs in Iraq, and also on patriotic Americans to watch their backs on the home front. Ned Lamont’s advocacy of headlong flight from Iraq can kill our soldiers every bit as surely as an improvised explosive device and he must be defeated in November. It does not matter whether Joe Lieberman (I-CT) or the Republican wins, as long as Lamont loses.
The George Soros/ Cindy Sheehan wing of the Democratic Party says it wants to save our soldiers by withdrawing from Iraq. They are either too stupid or too dishonest to recognize that the mere advocacy of headlong retreat encourages the enemy and helps the insurgents recruit even more terrorists to kill American soldiers. A winning cause attracts far more recruits than a losing one and, when the John Kerrys and Ned Lamonts of the world advocate retreat, they may as well tell the enemy that he is winning.
Rudyard Kipling’s “That Day” underscores the consequences of turning one’s back on an enemy; you lose a lot more men than you lose by standing your ground or attacking.
…An’ some one shouted “‘Ook it!” an’ it come to sove-ki-poo [1],
An’ we chucked our rifles from us — O my Gawd!
There was thirty dead an’ wounded on the ground we wouldn’t keep –
No, there wasn’t more than twenty when the front begun to go;
But, Christ! along the line o’ flight they cut us up like sheep,
An’ that was all we gained by doin’ so.
I ‘eard the knives be’ind me, but I dursn’t face my man,
Nor I don’t know where I went to, ’cause I didn’t ‘alt to see,
Till I ‘eard a beggar squealin’ out for quarter as ‘e ran,
An’ I thought I knew the voice an’ — it was me!
We was ‘idin’ under bedsteads more than ‘arf a march away;
We was lyin’ up like rabbits all about the countryside;
An’ the major cursed ‘is Maker ’cause ‘e lived to see that day,
An’ the colonel broke ‘is sword acrost, an’ cried.
…An’ there ain’t no chorus ‘ere to give,
Nor there ain’t no band to play;
But I wish I was dead ‘fore I done what I did,
Or seen what I seed that day!
[1] “Sauve qui peut” = “save yourself if you can.” Usually squealed in terror after an army drops its weapons and runs like rabbits.
Related: Iraq, United States