Concluding our TR series of Motivators from the good folks over at The Art of Manliness. I hope you have enjoyed it, and have added The Art of Manliness to your reading list.
Definitely something that we have lost as a culture in this nation.
Continuing our TR series of Motivators from the good folks over at The Art of Manliness.
As the Marine Corps taught me – Any decision is better than no decision.
Dec. 7 — Not much of a post today, in remembrance of this day in 1941. Much has been written today, and throughout the years about the events that took place at Pearl Harbor. It is a day that is forever etched in the psyche of this country. Unfortunately, as this day fades into history, the import of the day also begins to fade.
This year, I was not able to pull together the kind of Pearl Harbor post that I would have liked to. If you have followed this blog much over the past four months or so, you’ll know time has been at a premium. You may also know that the view from my office (at my client’s) in Manhattan looks out over CV-11, the USS Intrepid.
On this Pearl Harbor day, I had a reminder of just how critical this day in 1941 is to our history, the history of the world, and the sacrifices made in achieving victory.
Continuing our TR series of Motivators from the good folks over at The Art of Manliness.
Continuing our TR series of Motivators from the good folks over at The Art of Manliness.
This is one of those words that needs to be used more in everyday conversation. I just don’t hear it enough.
Pug·nac·i·ty n. [L. pugnacitas : cf. F. pugnacité .] Inclination or readiness to fight; quarrelsomeness.
Great advice.
The good folks over at The Art of Manliness have taken the “motivator” concept in a most acceptable direction. There are a wide variety of them on their site with various historical characters, as well as some other great daily articles. Go see their work. In the interim enjoy.
The good folks over at The Art of Manliness have taken the “motivator” comcept in a most acceptable direction. There are a wide variety of them on their site with various historical characters, as well as some other great daily articles. Go see their work. In the interim enjoy.
The good folks over at The Art of Manliness have taken the “motivator” comcept in a most acceptable direction. There are a wide variety of them on their site with various historical characters, as well as some other great daily articles. Go see their work. In the interim enjoy.
The good folks over at The Art of Manliness have taken the “motivator” comcept in a most acceptable direction. There are a wide variety of them on their site with various historical characters, as well as some other great daily articles. Go see their work. In the interim enjoy.
26 years ago.
Beirut
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It was the bloodiest day in the Corps’ history since World War II, when Marines fought to secure Iwo Jima.
On October 23 1983, around 6:20 am, a yellow Mercedes-Benz truck drove to Beirut International Airport, where the 1st Battalion 8th Marines, under the U.S. 2nd Marine Division of the United States Marine Corps, had set up its local headquarters. The truck had been substituted for a hijacked water delivery truck. The truck turned onto an access road leading to the Marines’ compound and circled a parking lot. The driver then accelerated and crashed through a barbed wire fence around the parking lot, passed between two sentry posts, crashed through a gate and barreled into the lobby of the Marine headquarters. The Marine sentries at the gate were operating under their rules of engagement, which made it very difficult to respond quickly to the truck. By the time the two sentries had locked, loaded, and shouldered their weapons, the truck was already inside the building’s entry way.
The suicide bomber detonated his explosives, which were equivalent to 12,000 pounds (about 5,400 kg) of TNT. The force of the explosion collapsed the four-story cinder-block building into rubble, crushing many inside.
About 20 seconds later, an identical attack occurred against the barracks of the French 3rd Company of the 6th French Parachute Infantry Regiment. Another suicide bomber drove his truck down a ramp into the building’s underground parking garage and detonated his bomb, leveling the headquarters.
Do you remember where you were at the time? I was asleep in the Marine Barracks at Fort Bliss.
I remember my friends from bootcamp that were assigned to BLT 1. I remember them and my other fallen brothers on this day. Please do the same.
Semper Fidelis
