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There are three reasons why we are fighting this war. The first is because we are determined to preserve our traditional liberties. Some crazy bastards decided they were supermen and that it was their holy mission to rule the world. They've been pushing people around all over the world, looting, killing, and abusing innocent men, women, and children. They were getting set to do the same thing to us. We had to fight to prevent being subjugated.

The second reason we are fighting is to defeat and wipe out the folks who started all this goddamned son-of-bitchery. They didn't think we could or would fight, and they weren't the only ones who thought that, either. There are certain people back home who had the same idea. Both were wrong.

The third reason we are fighting is because men like to fight. They always have and they always will. Some sophists and other crackpots deny that. They don't know what they're talking about. They are either goddamned fools or cowards, or both. Men like to fight, and if they don't they're not real men.



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"No free man shall ever be debarred the use of arms." -- Thomas Jefferson, Thomas Jefferson Papers, 334

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I like the third reason. Happens to be true. At least I think so.



That is because those are the one-dimensional idiots that can't see past their fist or gun. The world would be a better place without them. All of them. Those with the brains and the ability to think will always be in control in the long run. Those that like to fight will just kill themselves off. Almost poetic.

Funny, you could almost imagine an insurgant in Iraq saying the same speech.
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Those that like to fight will just kill themselves off. Almost poetic.



Yup, that's why after 1000's of years of wars and fighting, this is now no need for armies, guns or people that can fight.

Thanks for the insite.
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Those that like to fight will just kill themselves off. Almost poetic.



Yup, that's why after 1000's of years of wars and fighting, this is now no need for armies, guns or people that can fight.

Thanks for the insite.



Long term I said. Evolution doesn't happen overnight.
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So by that thought, warfare would start to slack off as societies evolved and man evolved right?

So what you're saying is in another million years there might be some humans left that haven't evolved into something else and wouldn't have war. Or possibly the new species would find war all over again. With that outlook it would be safe to assume that if evolution is true and humans have been evolving for millions of years, at some point up to now the waring/fighting would stop.

Basically, I think you're wrong.;)
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Or maybe the ratio of intelligent humans will increase further over time. And those that prefer violence will slowly start to fade away. That is, if the idiots don't blow us up first.:P
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Its been the greatest minds in the history of man kind that have given man kind the power to completely destroy the earth via war.

The great minds in history have given man kind the power to destroy the earth via other means (pollution,farming, etc).

Look, you're wrong...wanna step outside and "discuss" this?>:(:P:P

(Haha, sorry, had to toss that one in there, couldn't pass up a funny comment like that.:P)
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Usually the greatest minds do not want their thoughts to be turned to destructive means (re:Einstein). Generally it is the idiots that say - hey! we can kill lots more people with this stuff!

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Look, you're wrong...wanna step outside and "discuss" this?>:(:P:P



Um sure, go ahead and wait outside, it shouldn't take me too long to walk to Texas :P;)
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Um sure, go ahead and wait outside, it shouldn't take me too long to walk to Texas



Bwaahahaha...


(Einstein knew what he was doing on the Manhatten project, although he was very worried about the outcome of unleasing such a weapon on the world...as seen in his "Russell-Einstein Manifesto" written before his death).
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(Einstein knew what he was doing on the Manhatten project, although he was very worried about the outcome of unleasing such a weapon on the world...as seen in his "Russell-Einstein Manifesto" written before his death).



IIRC that led him to locking away and coding a bunch of his notes and ideas so the war machine or anyone else couldn't preverse his thoughts anymore.
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"There are three reasons why we are fighting this war. The first is because we are determined to preserve our traditional liberties. Some crazy bastards decided they were supermen and that it was their holy mission to rule the world. They've been pushing people around all over the world, looting, killing, and abusing innocent men, women, and children. They were getting set to do the same thing to us. We had to fight to prevent being subjugated.

The second reason we are fighting is to defeat and wipe out the folks who started all this goddamned son-of-bitchery. They didn't think we could or would fight, and they weren't the only ones who thought that, either. There are certain people back home who had the same idea. Both were wrong."


I love this. From the man who opened fire on an encampment of ex WW I soldiers because they were unemployed and living in tents. A man who'd assault his subordinates....

I suspect that Paton's main objection to the Nazi regime was that he felt they were taking HIS job from him!


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Mike.

Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable.

Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

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Another good quote from Patton and his use of profanity:

"When I want my men to remember something important, to really make it stick, I give it to them double dirty. It may not sound nice to some bunch of little old ladies at an afternoon tea party, but it helps my soldiers to remember. You can't run an army without profanity; and it has to be eloquent profanity. An army without profanity couldn't fight it's way out of a piss-soaked paper bag."

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Better Patton Speech:

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"Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. You are here today for three reasons. First, because you are here to defend your homes and your loved ones. Second, you are here for your own self respect, because you would not want to be anywhere else. Third, you are here because you are real men and all real men like to fight. When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise cowards. Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American."

The General paused and looked over the crowd. "You are not all going to die," he said slowly. "Only two percent of you right here today would die in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he's not, he's a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. Americans pride themselves on being He Men and they ARE He Men. Remember that the enemy is just as frightened as you are, and probably more so. They are not supermen."

"All through your Army careers, you men have bitched about what you call "chicken shit drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a German son-of-an-asshole-bitch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sockful of shit!" The men roared in agreement.

Patton's grim expression did not change. "There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily", he roared into the microphone, "All because one man went to sleep on the job". He paused and the men grew silent. "But they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before they did". The General clutched the microphone tightly, his jaw out-thrust, and he continued, "An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horse shit. The bilious bastards who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about fucking!"

The men slapped their legs and rolled in glee. This was Patton as the men had imagined him to be, and in rare form, too. He hadn't let them down. He was all that he was cracked up to be, and more. He had IT!

"We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world", Patton bellowed. He lowered his head and shook it pensively. Suddenly he snapped erect, faced the men belligerently and thundered, "Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bitches we're going up against. By God, I do". The men clapped and howled delightedly. There would be many a barracks tale about the "Old Man's" choice phrases. They would become part and parcel of Third Army's history and they would become the bible of their slang.

"My men don't surrender", Patton continued, "I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull shit either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!"

Patton stopped and the crowd waited. He continued more quietly, "All of the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters, either. Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn't like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, "Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands". But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now? What would our country, our loved ones, our homes, even the world, be like? No, Goddamnit, Americans don't think like that. Every man does his job. Every man serves the whole. Every department, every unit, is important in the vast scheme of this war. The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns and machinery of war to keep us rolling. The Quartermaster is needed to bring up food and clothes because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last man on K.P. has a job to do, even the one who heats our water to keep us from getting the 'G.I. Shits'."

Patton paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men. One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious fire fight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that. He answered, "Fixing the wire, Sir". I asked, "Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?" He answered, "Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed". I asked, "Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?" And he answered, "No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!" Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds. And you should have seen those trucks on the rode to Tunisia. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they rolled over those son-of-a-bitching roads, never stopping, never faltering from their course, with shells bursting all around them all of the time. We got through on good old American guts. Many of those men drove for over forty consecutive hours. These men weren't combat men, but they were soldiers with a job to do. They did it, and in one hell of a way they did it. They were part of a team. Without team effort, without them, the fight would have been lost. All of the links in the chain pulled together and the chain became unbreakable."

The General paused and stared challengingly over the silent ocean of men. One could have heard a pin drop anywhere on that vast hillside. The only sound was the stirring of the breeze in the leaves of the bordering trees and the busy chirping of the birds in the branches of the trees at the General's left.

"Don't forget," Patton barked, "you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army. I'm not even supposed to be here in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddamned Germans. Some day I want to see them raise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl, 'Jesus Christ, it's the Goddamned Third Army again and that son-of-a-fucking-bitch Patton'."

"We want to get the hell over there", Patton continued, "The quicker we clean up this Goddamned mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt against the purple pissing Japs and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goddamned Marines get all of the credit."

The men roared approval and cheered delightedly. This statement had real significance behind it. Much more than met the eye and the men instinctively sensed the fact. They knew that they themselves were going to play a very great part in the making of world history. They were being told as much right now. Deep sincerity and seriousness lay behind the General's colorful words. The men knew and understood it. They loved the way he put it, too, as only he could.

Patton continued quietly, "Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. And when we get to Berlin", he yelled, "I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!"

"When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a German will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don't dig foxholes. I don't want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don't give the enemy time to dig one either. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have; or ever will have. We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we're going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it's the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you'll know what to do!"

"I don't want to get any messages saying, "I am holding my position." We are not holding a Goddamned thing. Let the Germans do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's balls. We are going to twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all of the time. Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like shit through a tin horn!"

"From time to time there will be some complaints that we are pushing our people too hard. I don't give a good Goddamn about such complaints. I believe in the old and sound rule that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder WE push, the more Germans we will kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that."

The General paused. His eagle like eyes swept over the hillside. He said with pride, "There is one great thing that you men will all be able to say after this war is over and you are home once again. You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON'T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, "Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana." No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, "Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!"



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I like George!

Died like a true mythic warrior!



... and lived like a thick fascist twat!

Liked the website though, in particular the Russian Folk Song soundtrack:D:S

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I like George!

Died like a true mythic warrior!



... and lived like a thick fascist twat!

Liked the website though, in particular the Russian Folk Song soundtrack:D:S



Just remember "fascist twat"s are better for national security than commie "twat"s!
Military men understand that democracy is a freedom only enjoyed by those whom are protected by the great sacrifices of "fascist twat"s.

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Just remember "fascist twat"s are better for national security than commie "twat"s!
Military men understand that democracy is a freedom only enjoyed by those whom are protected by the great sacrifices of "fascist twat"s.



And you wonder why the rest of the world hates us? We send our fascists overseas to be our representatives.

BTW - all cults and subcultures use the claim that no one understands them and no one can respect who/what they are. They often use it as an excuse to act above the law or the commonality of society and often produces a false superiority complex.
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I wonder if the "Bonus Army", American men who fought in France in WW I would agree when (then Major) Patton's cavalry charged them with drawn sabres.

Interestingly, one of the men of the Bonus Army killed had actually saved Patton's life in France.... No good deed goes unpunished?

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Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

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Um sure, go ahead and wait outside, it shouldn't take me too long to walk to Texas



Bwaahahaha...


(Einstein knew what he was doing on the Manhatten project, although he was very worried about the outcome of unleasing such a weapon on the world...as seen in his "Russell-Einstein Manifesto" written before his death).



Albert Einstein didn't work on the Manhattan Project. He was considered a security risk and was pretty much kept in the dark about it. Are you thinking of Joe Einstein?
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Nope, I meant Albert Einstein, although I guess I wasn't clear on my meaning.

In 1939 A. Einstein told Roosevelt about the potential of nuclear weapons, he also warned the Pres. about the work that the German Dr. Leo Szilard was also working on creating a nuclear weapon, urging the Pres to start work so to beat the Germans to this technology.

This is a direct cause of the Manhatten Project. Thus my claim.:)
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So what is your point Ron? Did you quote Patton from the famous movie or real archives? I have a lot of respect for Patton and so did the Desert Fox. Patton was quite a character and I think he was very stereotypical in life. However, he was quite unusual in the fact that he believed in reincarnation. In essence, he lived a soldiers life and was a pure warrior.

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