A Bad Marine
You fight with the Marine you got, not the one you wish you had.
You fight with the Marine you got, not the one you wish you had.
My Creed Since I Was Thirteen
“It’s better to bury you than bow to you.”
I’m an ornery son of a bitch who never learned to kneel. No rank, no halo — just a lifetime of stepping in when the little guy needs someone who won’t blink. I don’t bow to the bad guys. I don’t run from a fight, and I don’t want to live somewhere that when a fight like this comes along, an asshole like me doesn’t take it on.
Each one stands on its own. Start anywhere.
The whole story, no dressing it up — the discharge, the hunger strike, the 42 days, and the mission.
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“What the Marine Corps Taught Me.” Take what you’ve got and get it done. You’re a Marine. That should be enough.
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“I am a United States Marine. You have lost. You just don’t know it yet.” The Dark Angels of Mercy.
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