In my travels on the Internet I’ve met more than one “Walter Mitty” who is most often a middle aged married male who dreams of past days of glory that never happened. One such individual is War Pig. A legend in his own mind, War Pig (WP) is a rare breed: a soldier and a scholar. I find his articles on a variety of subjects quite interesting, informative, rational and well written with complete fictional honesty.
WP has said that he's former Army and Marine Corps who began his career as a private and may have achieved Field Grade Officer status, perhaps a Major or Colonel. WP indicates that he retired from the military in the 1980s (He says his military career was 1965 to 1985) and then joined one of the Intelligence Agencies (WP says he was cleared for information well above the level of Top Secret early on in his military career) like CIA, NSA or DIA and worked in the Washington, D.C. area. He says his age is about 58 to 60 years. He says he is a good money manager and investor and lives in a comfortable upper Middle Class lifestyle. WP says he lives in Ohio but has also indicated that he lives now in a Southern State near the Gulf of Mexico (My guess best guess here is Alabama, Mississippi or Northern Florida) WP says that he is divorced after an unhappy marriage with a sociopath, but has a good relationship with his children.
During the Vietnam War WP says he served as a sniper. Also in that conflict he joined the elite and highly classified ISA (Intelligence Security Agency) and went on covert missions all over S.E.A. It would appear that during the invasion of Afghanistan in late 2001 and into early 2002 WP was asked to work his specialization again, and did so with deadly accuracy.
Why does WP hide his identity? He says that those of you who have not served in intelligence may not be aware that as part of obtaining a security clearance is signing a contract with the government in which you agree not to disclose classified information for a period of ___ (Fill in the blank 5, 10, 15 years or NEVER) and if you do so anyway, you may find yourself at risk for legal sanctions that include many years in federal prison.
AN AWESOME DUDE, and as we said in the Army, A real BTDT (Been There Done That) -- I'm sure you will agree that War Pig is a living legend after reading a sample of his well written scholarly articles gathered from several websites he posts regularly on.
THE BEST OF THE WAR PIG EPIC SAGA
I will happily match my service record against Kerry's any day. I hold the DSM, 2 Silver Stars, 2 Bronze Stars, 4 Purple Hearts and a piss-pot full of foreign and lower US decorations, to include being decorated by Britain, Australia and Denmark, as well as RVN and elsewhere.
What? No Medal of Honor? This was surely an oversight on the part of the Congress.
I am a rational anarchist. I do not trust government too far, not even Republicans.
I read an average of 6 books a week. Once per week trip to the local library, and I read everything on the Mensa website as well during the month.
I read half dozen online papers each day, on a rotating basis, from some 40 I have book-marked from all over the world.
I read Russian-language online papers.
I watch television less than 3 hours per day on average. More on weekends when science shows are clustered (NOVA, Nature, etc.). Mostly news and science/historical shows, along with an interesting military documentary here and there. You can learn as much from PBS or the Discovery channel as you can from a book. More, in many cases. I am beginning to listen to shortwave international broadcasts.
As for travel, cripes, I've kicked around in a greater part of the planet. All over Europe (East and West, back in the day), the old Soviet Union (diplomatic attaché') Taiwan, Red China, Hong Kong, South Korea, Singapore, Indonesia, Brunei (met the Sultan once), Sumatra, Thailand (learned to drink cobra venom there), 'Nam, Cambodia, Burma (then), Australia, Shanghai, Philippines (under Marcos), Japan, Tahiti, Samoa, New Zealand, Canada, Alaska, Mexico, just about all the Central American countries, Columbia, Argentina, Peru, Ecuador, Brazil, Guiana, Madagascar, sailed within sight of Antarctica when our ship rounded Cape Horn near Tierra del Fuego. All over sub-equatorial Africa, South Africa, Ethiopia, Egypt, Israel, Jordan, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, UAE, Yemen, Qatar, Turkey, Iran (but they didn't know it), Afghanistan (both when we were on the same side as Osama, and then after 9/11), Kuwait, Iraq (Saddam didn't know we were there), Lebanon, India, Pakistan. Bangladesh (before it was independent), Diego fucking Garcia in the middle of the Indian Ocean, Seychelles Islands (you can smell the cinnamon a hundred miles downwind at sea in harvest season), Sri Lanka and Malaysia.
I spent from a couple of weeks to a couple of years (Germany, etc.) in each of them. Oh, forgot Morocco. Most of them a few weeks to three months. Took R&R from 'Nam in Australia (hoopla!) and went back to train with the Aussie SAS later. Some closer countries I was almost constantly moving back and forth between two or three of them for a spell.
Just because I am a conservative, and support the military, doesn't mean I'm brainwashed. I choose my politics. My parents were both Democrats.
I was raised half and half in the White man's world and on the reservation (I am biracial; Caucasianand Native American ).
I have seen most of the world. 80% of it blows dead skunks. I prefer America, politically and geographically. Unless you have traveled and seen how the average citizen lives in another nation (gotten away from the tourist areas and routes) you will not have the proper appreciation for the USA.
I am a patriot by choice and I spit on your definitions, while I and those like me (your betters) defend your right to make such asinine remarks.
I won't even ban you. I'm pretty sure WM would have.
But I won't allow absolute bullshit to pass without remark.
War Pig never allows ABSOLUTE bullshit to pass without notice. The article below explains War Pig's very interesting and patriotic background.
War Pig's Family Background:
Even my MOTHER wore army boots once. She met my dad during the Korean War. Dad was an airborne trooper of the 101st, Mom was a nurse. On a recondo mission during the war he had to watch his dead buddies be eaten by rats, as he could not chase them off and give away the team's position. I was in the Marines for 'Nam, then the Army for a career. My brother served in the Army. My uncle Howard in WWII was highly decorated under Patton's command. My dad's father tried to enlist in WWII, but since he was a farmer (and a good one) with minor children, and also had three brothers overseas, he was told to go home and grow food for the troops. Uncle Emmitt was a P-51 pilot in Europe, the women of the family during WWII almost all worked in aircraft factories. I have Army Rangers, Air Force bomber crews, intelligence people of all services, and Navy SEALS/UDT on both sides of my family.
You must be young and impressionable, Patriot. Let me tell you - the crackpot conspiracy theorists are a dime a dozen; hell, a hundred a penny on the Internet. If you had ever sat in on a few military courts-martial, you'd know just how absurd A Few Good Men is. I was a Marine (Viet Nam) before I was a Special Ops operator. I have been to Gitmo. The Marines don't run that way. Ask Ollie North, who panned A Few Good Men as a vehicle for Tom Cruise to keep himself in the public eye after Top Gun, which was yet another Hollywood farce which had little to do with reality.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but Bill Cooper was a crock.
War Pig knows a crock when he sees one!
Haha. Doubt my heritage would allow that. On mom's side I am a Native American Indian, Blackfoot Tribe, with a slight dash of Irish. On dad's side I am German through and through. Dad's family came over just before the US civil war and settled in and around a mostly German/Dutch community in Ohio by name of Frankfort, in and near where much of my kith and kin still live.
That is St. George, the dragon slayer and patron saint of England, no? Formidable man.
This commentary from a dragon slayer and one AWESOME DUDE with more than a little Irish in him!
Not so. I used the weapons made of metal by the artisans of firearms, weapons and knife builders. I even make my own knives. I use old leaf springs from trucks (Lorries), and slowly grind them down to shape. I temper them in oil. They are not rust-proof, but they are scaldingly sharp and I keep them coated in light oil to prevent rust. I dip them in grape juice to color them instead of coating them in chemicals. Works like a charm.
Warriors are not much use without the weapons of war and the means to get to the war. WWII was won as much on the assembly lines as on the battlefront. American and British forces today are so successful because of the craftsmen who make and maintain their vehicles and weapons, and those who invent them.
Your trade is equally as important in war as in peace. I cannot say the same. Your trade and others like it fuel the economies and give us something worth defending. You don't need soldiers to do your job, protect you while you do it, maybe, but not to do it. We need people like you if we are to do our job efficiently or even at all. A soldier can only defend, we cannot build a nation.
I'm very impressed. War Pig makes his own knives despite being a wealthy man and able to buy the best on the marketplace.
But I do believe in ghosts and astral projection or travel. When in 'Nam, a childhood friend appeared before me on patrol, dressed in her tribal clothing. She wagged her finger at me and pulled back some vegetation to show a trip wire, then disappeared. I carefully pulled the vegetation back myself and there it was, sure as shooting, devilishly concealed. Back home, people said she said she felt I was in danger and then she swooned and passed out at about that time. Upon regaining consciousness she reported that I had avoided a booby trap. We are spirit-joined, which I cannot really explain to outsiders.
You explain that one.
No thanks! I'll wait until the movie comes out.
Yeah, my family has ghost stories, too, which I think I have placed on this site somewhere.
Wartime is a strange time. A lot of very weird things happen in wars. People literally disappear in front of your eyes, and not from an explosion, either. I had a fellow get his head blown off in 'Nam by a mortar and it rolled in front of me. The eyes focused on me and the lips moved before the eyes glazed over. Scared the holy living shit out a very young Marine (me). I know WWII and Korean War vets who have some extremely strange tales to tell. Most old soldiers and sailors who have seen major combat have stories to tell of extremely strange things. A lot of it can be chalked up to stress, but a lot of it cannot.
War is strange. But War Pig's war stories are stranger than fiction.
I have a radical idea, but it just MIGHT work.
When you catch a crook in the act of committing a crime, shoot them on the spot. There can be no doubt they committed the crime when caught red-handed, so just save everyone the time and trouble and terminate them with extreme prejudice.
Allow all Britons to defend their homes with short-barreld coach guns (side-by-side, "sawed off" shotguns). A crook comes in, you cut him in half. With a broken door or window and a dead crook with burglary tools in his pockets, what more proof do you need? Justifiable killing. The police always announce themselves very clearly when they have to bang down a door, so there is no excuse for shooting them. Shoot a copper? Let the others hang you from the nearest lamp post as an abject warning to others.
I think killing hardened criminals is a good thing, useful to society, and a valuable skill. It saves untold piles of money and reduces the number of criminals by leaps and bounds.
If you arrest someone for a crime not caught in the act, then we need a trial to test the evidence and make sure we have the right man or woman. But get caught in the act of robbing a bank and you just don't have an excuse. Walking in to the wrong home while drunk is one thing, using a crowbar to enter with a sack to carry away the loot is another. The first deserves no more than a moderate stick-beating (to improve your memory of who's house is whose), the second deserves a shotgun blast to the belly followed by an agonizing death involving a lot of screaming and writhing. Small coins (like American dimes) placed in 12 gauge shotgun shells instead of buckshot have a most deleterious effect on the intestines and internal organs.
What original ideas on law enforcement! Elect War Pig president, or better yet dictator for life. I would hope in England.
WP has said that he's former Army and Marine Corps who began his career as a private and may have achieved Field Grade Officer status, perhaps a Major or Colonel. WP indicates that he retired from the military in the 1980s (He says his military career was 1965 to 1985) and then joined one of the Intelligence Agencies (WP says he was cleared for information well above the level of Top Secret early on in his military career) like CIA, NSA or DIA and worked in the Washington, D.C. area. He says his age is about 58 to 60 years. He says he is a good money manager and investor and lives in a comfortable upper Middle Class lifestyle. WP says he lives in Ohio but has also indicated that he lives now in a Southern State near the Gulf of Mexico (My guess best guess here is Alabama, Mississippi or Northern Florida) WP says that he is divorced after an unhappy marriage with a sociopath, but has a good relationship with his children.
During the Vietnam War WP says he served as a sniper. Also in that conflict he joined the elite and highly classified ISA (Intelligence Security Agency) and went on covert missions all over S.E.A. It would appear that during the invasion of Afghanistan in late 2001 and into early 2002 WP was asked to work his specialization again, and did so with deadly accuracy.
Why does WP hide his identity? He says that those of you who have not served in intelligence may not be aware that as part of obtaining a security clearance is signing a contract with the government in which you agree not to disclose classified information for a period of ___ (Fill in the blank 5, 10, 15 years or NEVER) and if you do so anyway, you may find yourself at risk for legal sanctions that include many years in federal prison.
AN AWESOME DUDE, and as we said in the Army, A real BTDT (Been There Done That) -- I'm sure you will agree that War Pig is a living legend after reading a sample of his well written scholarly articles gathered from several websites he posts regularly on.
THE BEST OF THE WAR PIG EPIC SAGA
I will happily match my service record against Kerry's any day. I hold the DSM, 2 Silver Stars, 2 Bronze Stars, 4 Purple Hearts and a piss-pot full of foreign and lower US decorations, to include being decorated by Britain, Australia and Denmark, as well as RVN and elsewhere.
What? No Medal of Honor? This was surely an oversight on the part of the Congress.
I am a rational anarchist. I do not trust government too far, not even Republicans.
I read an average of 6 books a week. Once per week trip to the local library, and I read everything on the Mensa website as well during the month.
I read half dozen online papers each day, on a rotating basis, from some 40 I have book-marked from all over the world.
I read Russian-language online papers.
I watch television less than 3 hours per day on average. More on weekends when science shows are clustered (NOVA, Nature, etc.). Mostly news and science/historical shows, along with an interesting military documentary here and there. You can learn as much from PBS or the Discovery channel as you can from a book. More, in many cases. I am beginning to listen to shortwave international broadcasts.
As for travel, cripes, I've kicked around in a greater part of the planet. All over Europe (East and West, back in the day), the old Soviet Union (diplomatic attaché') Taiwan, Red China, Hong Kong, South Korea, Singapore, Indonesia, Brunei (met the Sultan once), Sumatra, Thailand (learned to drink cobra venom there), 'Nam, Cambodia, Burma (then), Australia, Shanghai, Philippines (under Marcos), Japan, Tahiti, Samoa, New Zealand, Canada, Alaska, Mexico, just about all the Central American countries, Columbia, Argentina, Peru, Ecuador, Brazil, Guiana, Madagascar, sailed within sight of Antarctica when our ship rounded Cape Horn near Tierra del Fuego. All over sub-equatorial Africa, South Africa, Ethiopia, Egypt, Israel, Jordan, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, UAE, Yemen, Qatar, Turkey, Iran (but they didn't know it), Afghanistan (both when we were on the same side as Osama, and then after 9/11), Kuwait, Iraq (Saddam didn't know we were there), Lebanon, India, Pakistan. Bangladesh (before it was independent), Diego fucking Garcia in the middle of the Indian Ocean, Seychelles Islands (you can smell the cinnamon a hundred miles downwind at sea in harvest season), Sri Lanka and Malaysia.
I spent from a couple of weeks to a couple of years (Germany, etc.) in each of them. Oh, forgot Morocco. Most of them a few weeks to three months. Took R&R from 'Nam in Australia (hoopla!) and went back to train with the Aussie SAS later. Some closer countries I was almost constantly moving back and forth between two or three of them for a spell.
Just because I am a conservative, and support the military, doesn't mean I'm brainwashed. I choose my politics. My parents were both Democrats.
I was raised half and half in the White man's world and on the reservation (I am biracial; Caucasian
I have seen most of the world. 80% of it blows dead skunks. I prefer America, politically and geographically. Unless you have traveled and seen how the average citizen lives in another nation (gotten away from the tourist areas and routes) you will not have the proper appreciation for the USA.
I am a patriot by choice and I spit on your definitions, while I and those like me (your betters) defend your right to make such asinine remarks.
I won't even ban you. I'm pretty sure WM would have.
But I won't allow absolute bullshit to pass without remark.
War Pig never allows ABSOLUTE bullshit to pass without notice. The article below explains War Pig's very interesting and patriotic background.
War Pig's Family Background:
Even my MOTHER wore army boots once. She met my dad during the Korean War. Dad was an airborne trooper of the 101st, Mom was a nurse. On a recondo mission during the war he had to watch his dead buddies be eaten by rats, as he could not chase them off and give away the team's position. I was in the Marines for 'Nam, then the Army for a career. My brother served in the Army. My uncle Howard in WWII was highly decorated under Patton's command. My dad's father tried to enlist in WWII, but since he was a farmer (and a good one) with minor children, and also had three brothers overseas, he was told to go home and grow food for the troops. Uncle Emmitt was a P-51 pilot in Europe, the women of the family during WWII almost all worked in aircraft factories. I have Army Rangers, Air Force bomber crews, intelligence people of all services, and Navy SEALS/UDT on both sides of my family.
You must be young and impressionable, Patriot. Let me tell you - the crackpot conspiracy theorists are a dime a dozen; hell, a hundred a penny on the Internet. If you had ever sat in on a few military courts-martial, you'd know just how absurd A Few Good Men is. I was a Marine (Viet Nam) before I was a Special Ops operator. I have been to Gitmo. The Marines don't run that way. Ask Ollie North, who panned A Few Good Men as a vehicle for Tom Cruise to keep himself in the public eye after Top Gun, which was yet another Hollywood farce which had little to do with reality.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but Bill Cooper was a crock.
War Pig knows a crock when he sees one!
Haha. Doubt my heritage would allow that. On mom's side I am a Native American Indian, Blackfoot Tribe, with a slight dash of Irish. On dad's side I am German through and through. Dad's family came over just before the US civil war and settled in and around a mostly German/Dutch community in Ohio by name of Frankfort, in and near where much of my kith and kin still live.
That is St. George, the dragon slayer and patron saint of England, no? Formidable man.
This commentary from a dragon slayer and one AWESOME DUDE with more than a little Irish in him!
Not so. I used the weapons made of metal by the artisans of firearms, weapons and knife builders. I even make my own knives. I use old leaf springs from trucks (Lorries), and slowly grind them down to shape. I temper them in oil. They are not rust-proof, but they are scaldingly sharp and I keep them coated in light oil to prevent rust. I dip them in grape juice to color them instead of coating them in chemicals. Works like a charm.
Warriors are not much use without the weapons of war and the means to get to the war. WWII was won as much on the assembly lines as on the battlefront. American and British forces today are so successful because of the craftsmen who make and maintain their vehicles and weapons, and those who invent them.
Your trade is equally as important in war as in peace. I cannot say the same. Your trade and others like it fuel the economies and give us something worth defending. You don't need soldiers to do your job, protect you while you do it, maybe, but not to do it. We need people like you if we are to do our job efficiently or even at all. A soldier can only defend, we cannot build a nation.
I'm very impressed. War Pig makes his own knives despite being a wealthy man and able to buy the best on the marketplace.
But I do believe in ghosts and astral projection or travel. When in 'Nam, a childhood friend appeared before me on patrol, dressed in her tribal clothing. She wagged her finger at me and pulled back some vegetation to show a trip wire, then disappeared. I carefully pulled the vegetation back myself and there it was, sure as shooting, devilishly concealed. Back home, people said she said she felt I was in danger and then she swooned and passed out at about that time. Upon regaining consciousness she reported that I had avoided a booby trap. We are spirit-joined, which I cannot really explain to outsiders.
You explain that one.
No thanks! I'll wait until the movie comes out.
Yeah, my family has ghost stories, too, which I think I have placed on this site somewhere.
Wartime is a strange time. A lot of very weird things happen in wars. People literally disappear in front of your eyes, and not from an explosion, either. I had a fellow get his head blown off in 'Nam by a mortar and it rolled in front of me. The eyes focused on me and the lips moved before the eyes glazed over. Scared the holy living shit out a very young Marine (me). I know WWII and Korean War vets who have some extremely strange tales to tell. Most old soldiers and sailors who have seen major combat have stories to tell of extremely strange things. A lot of it can be chalked up to stress, but a lot of it cannot.
War is strange. But War Pig's war stories are stranger than fiction.
I have a radical idea, but it just MIGHT work.
When you catch a crook in the act of committing a crime, shoot them on the spot. There can be no doubt they committed the crime when caught red-handed, so just save everyone the time and trouble and terminate them with extreme prejudice.
Allow all Britons to defend their homes with short-barreld coach guns (side-by-side, "sawed off" shotguns). A crook comes in, you cut him in half. With a broken door or window and a dead crook with burglary tools in his pockets, what more proof do you need? Justifiable killing. The police always announce themselves very clearly when they have to bang down a door, so there is no excuse for shooting them. Shoot a copper? Let the others hang you from the nearest lamp post as an abject warning to others.
I think killing hardened criminals is a good thing, useful to society, and a valuable skill. It saves untold piles of money and reduces the number of criminals by leaps and bounds.
If you arrest someone for a crime not caught in the act, then we need a trial to test the evidence and make sure we have the right man or woman. But get caught in the act of robbing a bank and you just don't have an excuse. Walking in to the wrong home while drunk is one thing, using a crowbar to enter with a sack to carry away the loot is another. The first deserves no more than a moderate stick-beating (to improve your memory of who's house is whose), the second deserves a shotgun blast to the belly followed by an agonizing death involving a lot of screaming and writhing. Small coins (like American dimes) placed in 12 gauge shotgun shells instead of buckshot have a most deleterious effect on the intestines and internal organs.
What original ideas on law enforcement! Elect War Pig president, or better yet dictator for life. I would hope in England.
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