Saturday, January 27, 2007

"Its all about me"

Mr. Paul N McCulloch once wrote this about Remembrance Day:

Remembrence Day...Posted on 2004.11.11 at 12:25
I for one HATE remembrance day. It is a day of Hypocracy.the overt messege: Lest we forget, never again, etc... they push that war is terrible, look at what these people had to go through for your freedom, never let that happen again, honour them for their sacrifice. The Underlaying messege: Look at what these men went through for you? if the situation arose, you should go as well. They gave their lives for you, we honour them for that, why won't you give your life when the time comes? war is glorious, people who die in war are honoured for decades to come. dying in war is heroic.We all see the overt messege, but the REAL messege is almost subliminal, we don't quite know it is there, or if we do we mostly brish it off. I used to hate remembrance day services, i hated the damned poem in flanders fields for the mindless repetitive ritual of it. Now i hate the day all together... for the hypocracy, and mindless repetitive ritual of it all. (close quote)

Mr. McCulloch, before you blaze up, and toke up this evening in peaceful, tranquil bliss, please remember this:

It is gratifying to receive all those appreciative messages backing our forces in Afghanistan. The men at the sharp end.
The Paras put it succinctly;

"People sleep peaceably in their beds at night, because rough men stand by to do violence on their behalf"(close quote Barry Winters)

Twenty-five Canadians were murdered on 9/11. Dozens of aircraft, all potential flying bombs were diverted to Canadian airfields, that day, each one a potential catastrophe.

Canadian trade, Canadian markets and millions of Canadians livelihoods, their ability to feed their families was impacted by this very real act of war. This attack, strike, "cassus belli" was planned, co-ordinated, and launched by Al Quida from a failed state run for terrorist by the Taliban.

Denying Afghanistan and other failed states to terrorists and those that have issued a fatwah and declared global jihad against us, is what will keep us all safe here at home.

As surely as my Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry and Para Regimental forefathers fought and died to protect Canada in generations past.....our troops do the very same now.

Whence, no girls and few boys attended school in Afghanistan, six million boys and little girls attend school. Six million children with a future thanks to the sacrifice of Canada, Canadians and fighting Canadian soldiers.

Your thoughts about "subliminal" and "overt message" bespeak of your very small world. Your world is all about you.

An Alberta ranch boy, a cowboy, lied about his age in 1943 to join the Canadian Army and on June 6, 1944 Walter Clifford Winters and his brother Delbert Winters landed on Juno Beach. Your grandfather and great-uncle. They did so because ....their worlds were large.

I have served. I have no time for people and folks for whom it is "all about me".

It is indeed a good thing that I have decided that we shall never meet, nor speak.

God Bless our soldiers and our Battle Group.


1 comment:

P. McCulloch said...

Ah Mr. Winters, you are a total fool.
I still hate Remembrance Day, go on and hate me for that. But your remarks are nothing but rhetorical flourish, straw man, and ad hominem "arguments."
One thing IS certain though, I certainly don't have any idea as to the stories of my grandfather and great-uncle. That is because YOU sir, refuse to tell them to me. You refuse to speak to your own children solely because they took until their mid 20s to start trying to look you up.
Everything I see from you proves just one thing: that you are lying, racist, ignorant, trash.


My comments refer to the useless and tired ceremonial of a bad holiday. This does not mean, as you seem to think, that I do not support Canadian military personnel.
Lets not forget that you do not even know a thing about me beyond the text of my blog entry. Yet you dismiss my comments as nothing but ignorant stoner speak.