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Glory and honor can be found here
Glory�
There is definitely something glorious
about serving your small part in the scheme
of a war, where one person, one soldier, may mean
almost nothing, yet without hundreds or thousands of these
'almost nothings' nothing happens. And honor�
Being willing to fly, drive, or walk into an
area where you may be injured, tortured, or may
possibly die, all for the defense of principles or the
defense of a country, that is a truly noble and honorable act. But the men you fight for, perhaps they only reason for your fighting, they sit atop very lofty thrones, playing an international game of Cops and
Robbers, where no one really knows who is the law,
and who is the thief. And there is no honor,
and there is no glory, For those who must fear both cop and robber, a world that takes more from them than they
have to give, giving back nothing but missiles, bloodshed,
tears, and death;� All because some people you
do not even know
decided to play a high-tech. game of cat-and-mouse, though
it is unclear who is doing more hiding; the *shoeshine boy*, or the man who never
looked in the mirror long enough to see who was looking back at him. To those of you courageous soldiers,
all the honor and glory goes to you. But I ask you, why do you battle under the
control of such a childish game? Why do you enroll under a system that may
make you have to work for such people? Do you not know
that there is another way to earn Honor and Glory?
*Saddam* when pronounced the way U.S.
Politicians are taught to say it, means 'shoeshine boy.'
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