A Letter From a Marine
>
> A letter home from a marine with the multinational force in Bosnia
>
> Dear Dad,
>
> A funny thing happened to me yesterday at Camp Bondsteel (Bosnia):
> A French army officer walked up to me in the PX, and told me he
> thought we (Americans) were a bunch of cowboys and were going to
> provoke a war in Iraq.
>
>
> He said if such a thing happens, we wouldn't be able to count on
> the support of France.
>
> I told him that it didn't surprise me. Since we had come to
> France's rescue in World War I, World War II, Vietnam, and the Cold
> War, their ingratitude and jealousy was due to surface, again, at some
> point in the near future anyway.
>
> I also told him that is why France is a third-rate military power with
> a socialist economy and a bunch of faggots for soldiers. I
> additionally told him that America, being a nation of deeds and
> action, not words, would do whatever it had to do, and France's
> support, if it ever came, was only for show anyway.
>
> Just like in ALL NATO exercises, the US would shoulder 85% of
> the burden, and provide 85% of the support, as evidenced by the fact
> that this French officer was shopping in the American PX, and not the
> other way around.
>
> He began to get belligerent at that point, and I told him if he
> would like to, I would meet him outside in front of the Burger King
> and whip his ass in front of the entire Multi-National Brigade East,
> thus demonstrating that even the smallest American had more fight in
> him than the average Frenchman.
>
> He called me a barbarian cowboy and walked away in a huff.
>
> With friends like these, who needs enemies?
>
> Dad, tell mom I love her,
>
> Your loving daughter
> Mary Beth
>
> ( last name, Johnson, LtCol, USMC) |
