A Poem For The Media

I got this one from Bill at Small Town Veteran. The Author below has every right to tell it like it is, both he and Bill have been there and done that!

This is one Veterans view on the main stream media.

Fightin’ Words

You media pansies may squeal and may squirm, But a fightin’ man knows that the way to confirm, That some jihadist bastard truly is dead, Is a brain-tappin’ round fired into his head.

To hell with some weenie with his journalist degree
Safe away from the combat, tryin’ to tell me,
I should check him for breathin,’ examine his eyes.
Nope, I’m punchin’ his ticket to Muj paradise.

To hell with you wimps from your Ivy League schools,
Sittin’ far from the war tellin’ me about rules
And preachin’ to me your wrong-headed contention
That I should observe the Geneva Convention,

Which doesn’t apply to a terrorist scum
So evil and cruel their own people run from,
Cold-blooded killers who love to behead,
Shove that mother’ Geneva, I’m leavin’ em dead.

You slick talkingheads may preach, preen and prattle,
But you’re damn well not here in the thick of the battle.
It’s chaotic, confusin’ it all comes at you fast,
So it’s Muj checkin’ out because I’m going to last.

Yeah, I’ll last through this fight and send his ass away
To his fat ugly virgins while I’m still in play.
If you journalist weenies think that’s cold, cruel and crass,
Then pucker up sweeties, kiss a fightin’ man’s ass.

Russ Vaughn
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division
Vietnam 65-66

Thanks Bill and Russ. Great Poem, and I concur. The media needs to stick to what they do best and of course that is lies scandal and ratings.

Leave the wars to the warfighters and go HOME.

SlagleRock Out!

Posted by SlagleRock at December 4, 2004 03:19 PM