Happy F'ing Ramadan

Somewhere in Gen. David Petraeus' gut yesterday there had to be a cauldron of bile boiling away.

Virtually every democrat on the House and Senate committees who "questioned" the good general... didn't.  All they spewed was the same old tired insanities approved by their masters at MoveOn.org.

I had more respect for the Code Pink bitch who bleated like a stuck pig at the hearings the other day... at least she faced arrest... the dems should face treason charges, but won't.

There was a day... such as Andy Jackson's day... when such talk from the likes of punks like Hillary Clinton, Chris Dodd, Harry Reid and Tom Lantos would have prompted a slap across the face with a riding glove and challenge to meet at dawn ... "your choice of weapons".

Alas, we live in less civilized times.

So give Petraeus credit, I guess, for professionalism and tact. He is by all non-psychotic accounts, a good man, a fine general and a patriot.

But a lot of times in this current political climate, I prefer "Ole Hickory".

The Wall Street Journal summed up the organized attacks on Petraeus yesterday in "Trashing Petraeus".

"Can this really be the new standard of political rhetoric across the Democratic Party? There was a time when the party's institutional elites, such as the Times, would have pulled it back from reducing politics to all or nothing. They would have blown the whistle on such accusations. Now they are leading the charge.

"Under these new terms, public policy is no longer subject to debate, discussion and disagreement over competing views and interpretations. Instead, the opposition is reduced to the status of liar. Now the opposition is not merely wrong, but lacks legitimacy and political standing. The goal here is not to debate, but to destroy."

In the end... it mattered not that the "surge" is succeeding. It mattered not that the general came half way around the world to cast his pearls before swine... the dems were not going to listen to or believe anything he reported.

Speaking of the ursine... above is a cammo jacket worn until last week by a Green Bay Wisconsin puke named Karczewski.

Wearing the cammo he attend a breakfast for the MOH Recipients during last week's convention.

Unfortunately for him, Vietnam Medal of Honor Recipient, Al Rascone noted the Combat Parachutist Badge and the Combat Infantry Badge) and walked over to the former soldier for a little chat.

Although not an official parachutist rating, any soldier who completes an airborne jump into a combat zone can wear the Combat Parachutist Badge.

Obviously, there aren't many men living today who qualified with a combat jump.

Rascone peppered him with questions: "101st? or 82nd?" "Where did you go to jump school?"

The impostor's story fell apart in a few minutes; FBI Special Agents Tom Cattone and Mike Solomon mosseyed over. "We can do this easy or we can do this hard? You're lying; tell us the truth and you can leave us the jacket walk away."

He came clean...far from being in Iraq, seeing combat and getting wounded as he had claimed for some time, he had washing out of the army in seven months due to some sort of injury.

After what must have been the worst moment of his life, what with a Medal of Honor Recipient, the FBI, Sheriff's Department and several young soldiers and Mariners surrounding him, he left without the jacket.

Two hours later: I'm in the hospitality room trying to figure out the display of the obviously captured BDUs which was signed by Rascone, Cattone and Solomon.

Guy next to me says, "There's a guy in my VFW Post named Karczewski, but that couldn't be him."

Well, the story bothered him enough that he made a cell phone call.

He listened and closed his eyes. "Sonofabitch", he said, "it is him."

Seems that Karcz had lied his way into the VFW and under his FFL had even acquired the M1 rifles for the Post's honor guard.

'We always operated on the honor system." The guy excused himself to make more calls.

One rat bastard down... several thousand, such as the jackassess shown above, to go.

If you have a question about some vet who "just doesn't seem right" and is far too boastful for your tastes, or seems to claim more top combat awards that Audie Murphy....

....... gimme a call 940-372-0078; I got Cattone on speed dial.

Claiming or wearing fraudulent military decorations is against federal law.

Comments

[MarcW]

Good deal! CIB below the senior parachutist badge, incorrect space between Ranger tab and battalion scroll, no combat patch despite wearing a combat jump star, on a uniform we have not worn in many years. As Bugs Bunny would say: "What a maroon!"

[DontAskMe]

I first encountered one of these sad wannabe's during the bus ride to get my induction physical in early 1968. One of the bigger guys was trying to impress me with claims that he was a member of our local JC football team, which had finished #2 in the nation. I asked a few detailed questions, and verified he was "mistaken" before telling him I had been a starter on that team. He just grinned sheepishly. I did not feel upset, just a little better educated about human nature. Most guys I've run into like that since were in management, politics or sales (sometimes all three). And some were simply in 'toxicated.

And, oh yeah. That guy failed his physical.

S/F

[deuce]

Gone are the days when he could have been lead out to the ally and administered a swift beating by the feds..... I am getting so sick of society.

[Kevin Mansfield]

Wow...an imposter and a dumb-ass all wrapped up in the same package. That's like me trying to infiltrate a meeting of the Black Panther Party. It wouldn't be too hard for someone to figure out that I'm probably not a member. It reminds me of the "former Marine" who was trying to gain the acceptance of another Marine. Where did he go to boot camp? Fort Dix. An imposter and a dumb-ass all wrapped up in the same package.