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LiquidCourage
11-10-2004, 01:25 PM
Today is the Marine Corps' 229th birthday. Here's a good read.


Not my words, but comes nearer to the essence of the Marine Corps and what it is to be a Marine.

Semper Fi, and Happy Birthday Marines and those seeking to become Marines.

WHAT MAKES A MARINE A MARINE?

Ask a Marine what's so special about the Marines and the answer would be "esprit de corps," an unhelpful French phrase that means exactly what it looks like - the spirit of the Corps, but what is that spirit and where does it come from?

The Marine Corps is the only branch of the U.S. Armed Forces that recruits people specifically to Fight. The Army emphasizes personal development (an Army of One), the Navy promises fun (let the journey begin), the Air Force offers security (its a great way of life). Missing from all the advertisements is the hard fact that a soldier's lot is to suffer and perhaps to die for his people, and take lives at the risk of his own.

Even the thematic music of the services reflects this evasion. The Army's Caisson Song describes a pleasant country outing. Over hill and dale, lacking only a picnic basket. Anchors Aweigh, the Navy's celebration of the joys of sailing, could have been penned by Jimmy Buffet. The Air Force song is a lyric poem of blue skies and engine thrust. All is joyful and invigorating, and mainly, safe. There are no land mines in the dales nor snipers behind the hills, no submarines or cruise missiles threaten the ocean jaunt, no bandits are lurking in the wild blue yonder. The Marines Hymn, by contrast, is all combat. We fight our Country's battles, First to fight for right and freedom, We have fought in every clime and place where we could take a gun, in many a strife we have fought for life and never lost our nerve.

The choice is made clear. You may join the Army to go to adventure training, or join the Navy to go to Bangkok, or join the Air Force to go to computer school. You join the Marine Corps to go to War! But the mere act of signing the enlistment contract confers no status in the Corps. The Army recruit is told from his first minute in uniform that "your in the Army now, soldier." The Navy and Air Force enlistees are sailors or airmen as soon as they get off the bus at the training center. The new arrival at Marine Corps boot camp is called a recruit, or worse (a lot worse), but never, never, ever a MARINE. Not yet, maybe never. He or she must earn the right to claim the title of UNITED STATES MARINE and failure returns you to civilian life without hesitation or ceremony.

Recruit Platoon #2210 at Marine Corps Recruit Depot, San Diego, California trained from October through December of 1968. In Viet Nam the Marines were taking two hundred casualties a week, and the major rainy season operation Meade River, had not even begun as yet. But ... Drill Instructors had no qualms about winnowing out almost a quarter of their 112 recruits, graduating only eighty one. Note that this was post-enlistment attrition; every one of those who were dropped had been passed by the recruiters as fit for service. But they failed the test of Boot Camp, not necessarily for physical reasons because at least two of them were outstanding high school athletes for whom the calisthenics and running were child's play. The cause of their failure was not in the biceps nor in the legs but, in the spirit. In the spirit that should have been in them. They had lacked the will to endure the mental and emotional strain, so these men would not become Marines. Heavy commitments and high combat casualties not withstanding the Corps reserves the right to pick and choose. It always will.

History classes in boot camp? Stop a soldier on the street and ask him to name a battle of World War One. Pick a sailor at random to describe the epic fight of the Bon Homme Richard. Everyone has heard of McGuire Air Force Base. So ask any airman who Major Thomas McGuire was, and why he is so commemorated. All of the services have glorious traditions but no one teaches the young soldier, sailor or airman what his uniform means and why he

reeshy
11-10-2004, 01:40 PM
Very nice, LQ...happy Birthday to the Corps!!!!!

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furie
11-10-2004, 01:55 PM
it always amazed me that the Marine Corps pre-date the Declaration of Independance by a year.


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GodsFavoriteMan
11-10-2004, 02:17 PM
Happy birthday, jarheads! Former USAR here, that's the nicest I can be.

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East Side Dave
11-10-2004, 02:37 PM
"Your days of finger-banging Mary Jane Rotten-Crotch through her pretty pink panties are over!"

Happy Birthday, Semper Fi!

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TheMojoPin
11-10-2004, 08:39 PM
They always made the dreamiest, most hair-free G.I. Joes...

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reeshy
11-10-2004, 10:32 PM
Does anyone which of the seagoing services are the oldest??????

Edit.....old continuos seagoing services??????

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reeshy
11-10-2004, 10:35 PM
Mojo...my favorite Homo!!!!!!

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LiquidCourage
11-11-2004, 11:31 AM
The Marine Corps ball last night was awesome. There were so many complete pieces of ass there, it was out of control. Some weird lady by the bar was trying to pick us up. At least she bought us a few beers.