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ORIGINAL: Politesub53
Your own post just supports what I said........... many thanks. And no, I refuse to think for you, so you work it out for yourself.
Hey PS, you know who you remind me of? I just thought of it. Did you ever hear the song by Arlo Guthry called Alice's Restaurant? It was a lampoon of the U.S. draft system during the Vietnam war. It's a hilarious song. But that's not who you remind me of. In the song this guy litters and is sent before a judge and the judge sends him to Vietnam. Back in that time the U.S. didn't have a death penalty. Well people thought that. But it really did. Because the courts were sentencing people to Vietnam.
So the guy you remind me of is this guy I worked with on a survey crew for about a year. He had been sent to jail and the judge sentenced him and seventeen others to the Army. Of course when he got to the Army they, finding him a social misfit, taught him to walk point, with a dog. Of the eighteen guy's sentenced that day to the Army, he was the only one who came back alive. That's despite the fact that he stayed an extra six months to do the paper work to bring his dog back....oh and two sever wounds. All things considered, killing off 17 of 18 people in a couple of years was a pretty effective capital punishment. But, that's another thread.
Anyway, the dogs they used were usually trained to locate and kill Vietnamese people. So, usually the Army wouldn't let them come back. If the dog couldn't work with a new handler when a guy rotated out, they put the dog down. So he walked point for a year and a half with his dog, lived and brought his dog home. Oh, the dog was wounded three times as I recall. Anyway PS, I have a feeling you'd spend the extra six months walking point in order to bring your dog home. But, that's not all.
That son of a gun was either the most naturally charmed person or the most unlucky I ever saw. We could have an eight man grew walking through brush out in the middle of the desert on a trai, I saw this personally three times and heard about another two. No matter where he was in the column, as he walked by a rattle snake would strike at him and miss somehow. He could be the eight person through or the first person through and the damn rattle snake would strike for him. But, those darn snakes always missed. This guy walked through it all totally oblivious to things around him and suddenly a snake would strike...and miss.
That's how I see you. Walking point for all your ol lefty friends, snakes shrinking at you, missing, you totally oblivious except you'll do it for another six months to bring your dog home.
Hehe, I remember one day I was talking to this fellow. He told me over the weekend he'd gone to the Phoenix flea market. He took his dog. Suddenly his dog triggered and started pulling at the leash. The dog was big and this guy was small. (No comparison to you here, just a story). Anyway, the fellow figured out the dog smelled a Vietnamese person and was going to go kill him. Because of diet, the dog could tell the difference in smell. The fellow was having a hell of a time trying to control his dog. (Generally why the army didn't want the dogs to go home). So he sent one of his kids ahead to warn the Vietnamese person. That person, understanding what the dog was, left the flea market and everything settled down. It was funny as hell how this fellow told the story.
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