“I’ve got something to say. Tell them it’s too damned serious over here to be talking about hot dogs and baked beans and things we’re missing. Tell them it’s hell, and tell them there’re men getting killed and wounded every minute, and they’re miserable and they’re suffering. Tell them it’s a matter more serious than […]
Soldiers Quotes
When you’re left wounded on Afganistan’s plains and the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains, And go to your God like a soldier.
Stand straight; Step firmly, throw your weight: The heaven is high above your head And the good grey road is faithful to your tread. Be strong: Sing to your heart a battle song: Though hidden foemen lie in wait, Something is in you that can smile at Fate. Press through: Nothing can harm if you […]
Can a general fight on the strength of the soldiers who, he knows, have no faith in him?
“Soldier, soldier come from the wars, Did aught take ‘arm to my true love?” – “I couldn’t see the fight, for the smoke it lay so white – An’ you’d best go look for a new love.” “Soldier, soldier come from the wars, I’ll up an’ tend to my true love!” – “‘E’s lying on […]
That can’t be no combat soldier; he’s lookin’ for a fight! (WWII cartoon)
Soldiers are not the enemies of the Movement. They’re potential allies. They’re more than that. Soldiers are the only people in America who are paying a stiff price for this war. Everybody else profits. Soldiers are the ones losing their lives, losing friends, having their lives disrupted. The real victims of American imperialism are its […]
We ain’t no thin red ‘eroes, nor we aren’t no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An’ if sometimes our conduck isn’t all your fancy paints, Why single men in barricks don’t grow into plaster saints.
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The Larks, still bravely singing, fly, Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Scarce days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow Loved, and were loved,and now we lie, In Flanders […]
When in the newspapers it merely says “The casualties in our infantry regiments are high,” to us it means our buddies killed, wounded and captured. I’ve had close friends in all these categories and it really hits hard. I’d better not hear anyone expound on the “glories of war” or I won’t be held responsible […]
