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Posted 2006-03-24 22:24:54 by
Jim Crawford
I live across the street from a National Guard Armory, and the bus I take to work stops in front of it. As I was waiting this morning there was a guy in fatigues using a grass blower to blow grass dust or dirt or aphid legs -- something that hangs in the air, anyways -- off of the National Guard Armory lawn, in my general direction. While blinking the aphid legs out of my eyes, I was considering asking him if he could hold off until I was gone, but I was afraid he'd start yelling at me like Jack Nicholson in A Few Good Men. “I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom! My existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives! We use words like honor, code, loyalty, as the backbone of a life spent defending something! You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it!”
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