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You know how it goes.

There are some people you can trust.

And the rest can go to hell.
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Let me say up front that I'm not a Newt guy. This is my analysis on the recent debate about whether or not Newt should drop out given his poor showing in the recent primaries, and why I think there are some very, very good reasons why Newt should actually hang on until the convention.

And because some frothing-at-the-mouth Ron Paul fanatic will ask me why I didn't mention Paul, I'm gonna tell ya: because Ron Paul was never a serious contender. An isolationist libertarian will never, and I mean NEVER, get into the White House. While it's fun to cast the occasional protest vote for the perpetual fringe candidate, nobody ever expects (or wants) Ron Paul to actually WIN the White House. Everybody has been trying to tell you nut cases that but you Ron Paul fanatics live on a whole different
planet. What's the color of the sky in your world?

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I saw Act of Valor this weekend. It is very realistic, very accurate, and all the normal Hollywood fluff and BS has been removed. Which is why Hollywood dislikes the movie so much. This movie is less art than a commentary on the lives... and deaths... of America's greatest.

This is a movie that critics absolutely hate, and the movie goers absolutely love. At Rotten Tomatoes the movie has a 31% from the critics and 85% from the fans.

Why is that?

Most critics didn't like the acting done by the Navy SEALs, it seems. Here's the funny thing. These guys weren't acting. They were being themselves. So when critics don't see the hammed up acting that they normally get from the typical action movie, they think that the acting is flat. What they don't realize is that real operators aren't whingie EFFing drama queens, so you're not going to see all that emotional drivel that you saw in Munich, or Blackhawk Down, or Green Zone, or even (yes, I'll say it) The Hurt Locker.

What you get is a bunch of professionals living their lives in a no-nonsense way, doing their jobs in the same manner. Since Hollywood doesn't understand anything that doesn't have drama in it, they assume that what they're getting is fake. And they don't even appreciate the irony in that.

Many in Hollywood have described this as a propaganda film, one actor going so far as to compare Act of Valor to a Nazi propaganda film. This is a movie crafted from the SEAL perspective. SEALs, like any elite force whether SF, Rangers, or Marines, have a certain perspective and worldview without the equivocating, morally relativistic tripe that comprises the basis of Hollywood's conscience and belief system.

Operators know what they believe. They know who they are. They know their place in this world. Most importantly, they are willing to kill and to die for those beliefs that they hold near and dear to their hearts.

To call Act of Valor propaganda because the movie accurately portrays the SEALs as intensely loyal, firmly determined and dedicated, and singularly focused in their actions and behavior is to completely miss what the movie is about and, ultimately, what the American people are all about. Maybe that's why there's such a vast difference in the reaction to the movie between critics and fans. The reaction by each is indicative of something much more fundamental - the utter disconnect between the fairytale world of Hollywood and the gritty reality that the rest of us live in.

Act of Valor is an intensely powerful movie, one that will stay with me as I go through life. I've heard many others say the same thing.

For those who have served, this is a breath of fresh air. Finally, a story told by operators for operators.
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I was working on a project last night with a smaller screwdriver, pressing down hard (no drill) while holding the piece of metal down with my right hand, my left index finger opposite to the screw I'm working on. As I was pushing down trying to force the screwdriver forward, I was thinking to myself, "I need to be careful or I'm going to put this thing right through my finger."

Immediately after I thought those words the screwdriver slips and it stabs straight into my left index finger. My brain short circuits to my inner neanderthal and I start yelling and hopping about in the cave man war dance. After I had placated the angry gods with my dance, I was looking at my finger while it bled everywhere thinking to myself, "Hmmmm... this looks pretty bad. Should I go to the hospital and get stitches or should I just butterfly and bandage it and hope for the best?"

So I rummaged around my junk drawer and found some gauze and some medical tape and taped the thing up. About an hour later it had bled through the bandage, which was annoying because I was reading and now I have blood on my book. That means I have to burn the book when I get done so no one can clone me in some mad experiment. One of me is enough, thank you, I don't need some Good Twin wandering around annoying the world with happy-joy nonsense. Dissenters, EFF you.

When I pulled the bandage off this morning it actually didn't look too bad. The blood was a lot worse than the wound. But it's at such an awkward place. No picking of the nose, no scratching of the butt, no sniffing of the finger after interesting explorations, etc. Were I inclined to do such things, that is.

Mostly, I am having some trouble typing because I can't feel the little nub on the 'F' key that allows my hand to unconsciously find the right position. My hand keeps searching and searching until my brain nudges me gently and says, "Look down a sec" which, of course, I must do to place my hand properly.

That is an odd sensation. Your hand unconsciously searching and searching while you're conscious mind starts planning what it's going to do next, and the subconscious mind saying, "Hold the phone... what's the hand doing? *nudge* look down a sec."

A bit surreal, that.
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And might I remind everybody that any successful zombie plan has at least two strategies. Most zombie plans account for the traditional and more common shamblers. However, the increased frequency of fast mover outbreaks necessitates that every zombie plan includes a fast mover contingency. Fast movers are the much greater threat until the disease runs its course and the larger numbers start to die off, turning into shamblers.

Until then, you face a threat that is much faster and much stronger than you, which means that a stand up fight is pretty much suicidal for anyone but the most well-trained and well-equipped. However, no zombie is a great thinker. They may not all be completely mindless, but you will always have an advantage in this regard. Your brain is your greatest asset - use it! If you don't use your brain, the zombies surely will.

Update your zombie plan!

Be prepared, stay alert --> stay alive.
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No zombie plan should be without a machete.

A close quarter decapitator is an absolute must and a machete is ideal and common enough for this.  You always want to have something in case the ammunition runs out.

Unless you're dealing with fast movers then melee weapons are pretty much pointless anyway.
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“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how
the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them
better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly;
who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort
without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the
deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends
himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph
of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails
while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold
and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

― Theodore Roosevelt

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The U.S. Center for Disease Control has published Preparedness 101: Zombie Apocalypse.


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You know, he was sort of a badass though, wasn't he?
Shades of Eastwood. Charlie Bronson.
Duke Fucking Wayne!
Duke Fucking WAYNE!
Men build things, then we die. It's in our fucking DNA! THAT'S WHAT WE DO!
And when it all falls down?
We build it right back up again.
But this time bigger. BETTER!
Look! Look what we can do. Look how fuckin' beautiful we are. You think the men that built all this had it easy?
Hard men!
Doing hard shit!
I am so sick of all of this self help, twelve step, leftover hippie generation bullshit!
Now they don't want you to do anything, right? Just sit there. Don't drink.
Don't smoke. Don't drive fast.
Kiss my ass!
Fuck it! Do it all I say!
Do you think Duke Wayne spent all of his time talking about his feelings with a fuckin' therapist?
There's no fucking way he did!
John Wayne died with five pounds of undigested red meat in his ass. Now that's a man!
Real men hide their feelings. Why?
Because it's none of your fuckin' business!
Men do not cry. Men do not pout. Men jack you in the fuckin' jaw and say...
Thanks for comin' out.

 - from BDS II
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