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sgtgrunt0331-3 · 6 months
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In one of the most famous photographs from the war in Iraq and still gripping his 9mm Beretta, a seriously injured 1st Sgt. Brad Kasal is carried from the “Hell House” by Lcpl Chris Marquez and Lcpl Dane Shaffer on November 13, 2004.
1st Sgt. Kasal lost much of his blood and nearly lost his right leg after being shot seven times by insurgents. His body was peppered with shrapnel as he used his body to shield an injured younger Marine, PFC Alex Nicoll, from a grenade blast.
For his heroic actions that day while serving as first sergeant of Weapons Company, 3rd Battalion, 1st Marines, Brad Kasal received the Navy Cross.
(Photo by: Lucian Read)
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a-typical · 7 months
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We’re just now commemorating the 20th anniversary of the US invasion of Iraq … worst crime of the century, it’s being commemorated here. The US Navy just commissioned its most recent assault vessel and named it the USS Fallujah in memory of one of the worst atrocities of the US attack.
Fallujah had been … a beautiful city. Marines invaded, destroyed it, killed thousands of people … People are still dying from the weapons that were used with phosphorus, depleted uranium.
It’s more than atrocious, it’s symbolic.
Look over the past 20 years, see if you can find one sentence anywhere near the mainstream that says that the invasion of Iraq was a crime – it was the worst crime of the 20th century. The worst criticism you can make is it was a ‘mistake’. It’s been reconfigured, reshaped to be presented – even by liberal commentators – as a failed effort to save the Iraqi people from an evil dictator, which has absolutely nothing to do with why the war began.
Q&A: Noam Chomsky on Palestine, Israel and the state of the world
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dweebactual · 1 year
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Pictures of US Marines from the Second Battle of Fallujah {2048 x 1365}
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lemurious · 7 months
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they dream of legions
A short piece inspired by Crassus's Parthian campaign, the wars that are still fought in the desert two thousand years later, and the idea of armies haunting each other across history.
Everything outside the parentheses fits both generals and both armies.
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He has never expected the desert to be so cold.
The ground is covered in frost in the morning, and spiders the size of dinner plates rush into their tents for warmth. Their bite isn’t lethal, but it hurts like hell, so the soldiers don’t sleep well. They complain of ghosts in the morning, of another army just like theirs, lost behind the dunes.
The sand and gets into the folds of their armor, their weapons are blunted by the sharp crystals, they eat sand with their dried rations and drink sand in their beer and have to shake it out of their hair every night despite the close-fitting helmets.
What, exactly, are they fighting for?
The pride of the empire, he tells his soldiers.
The hunger of the empire, devouring land after land.
It calls itself a republic still. He curses it and bleeds it dry and takes and takes and takes from it, riches and fame and power, and yet he loves it, he always has, he wouldn't blink before offering his life for it.
The republic has now demanded its sacrifice. It will open him up and read the future in his entrails, and his failure may not even make it to the histories that will be written about this war.
(His soldiers say, they dream of legions, dusty red cloaks and breastplates glimmering in the sunrise.)
(His soldiers say, they dream of legions, a line of heavy machines emerging from the sandstorm.)
They sleep during the day, it is too hot, but not for their enemies, who are vexing them, ceaselessly, picking them off one by one in hunting parties. How do you fight a war when an entire country has turned itself against you?
What will they consider a victory? And how long will it last?
They’ll settle for another vassal state. And gold, he thinks. In any form. In the end, the spoils of war will let the citizens back home breathe just a little easier, he tells himself.
The desert is unforgiving, and he knows that he will be lucky if any soldiers of his will make it back. As for himself, he doesn't expect to. (They meet their enemy in the field, and what was supposed to be an easy victory turns out to be a feint, a trick, so similar to those he had read about before, but somehow, it has escaped him this time.)  
(They meet their enemy in the city, in a white haze of the dust, their best troops still coughing, half-blind, rushing into a wrong district, a trick of the enemy or his own mistake.)
He hopes it won’t cost too many lives, but it is shaping to be the deadliest battle since the last big war of the republic. A general is not supposed to make this kind of mistake.
Little awaits him at home, except for the political intrigues, the games of power, and wars and more wars stretching towards the horizon. They will keep him away from the government. He is safer over the sea. He is tired.
Before he falls, he tries to remember the name of this benighted place that will soon become his tomb.
(He thinks: Carrhae.)
(He thinks: Fallujah.)
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phantomlordreshiram · 9 months
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Progressive Death Metal and Technical Death Metal
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haveyouheardmetal · 1 month
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Pictured: Dreamless, released in 2016
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Six Days in Fallujah (2023)
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dnuoh-xof · 3 months
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WAIT, HOLD ON.
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forgottenbones · 10 months
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Fallujah - Artifacts
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alchemisoul · 8 months
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Buddy just sent this clip of me from Kuwait, on the way home from Fallujah - roughly a year or so after my picking fingers were mangled and damn near blown off in Afghanistan.
It changed the way I played. For the better, in hindsight. I'm light years better than I was back then. I couldn't play chords anymore, well not the way I used to with the limited mobility in my ring and middle fingers and the missing tip of my pinky made certain posturings more painful.
I had to learn how to trace my way through progressions with my fingers which wasn't entirely radical to my style and in conjunction I dropped the pic altogether as a result to fill in the gaps and play in sync or create dissonance or feedback loops in odd time signatures.
Never looked back, and I've became sort of a snob about it looking down on anything other than finger picking aside from technical metal necessities.
"That's how it is now,
Thats how it always be,
I never change,
This is always me."
- Hov
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sgtgrunt0331-3 · 4 months
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With his uniform stained with the blood from his wounded Marines, 1st Lt. Jesse Grapes, commander of 3rd Platoon, Kilo Company, 3rd Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment, climbs out a window of the "Hell House" after the successful rescue of his Marines that were trapped inside, during Operation Phantom Fury on November 13, 2004.
(Photo by: Lucian Read)
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itttsarkanyokvannak · 2 years
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death-metalhead · 2 years
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Record collection coming along nicely!
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Still trying to not hate myself. Slow progress.
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rule-tarlaevski · 2 years
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planetmosh · 2 years
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FALLUJAH - reveal visualiser for 'Mindless Omnipotent Master' & European tour
FALLUJAH – reveal visualiser for ‘Mindless Omnipotent Master’ & European tour
Bay Area masters of atmospheric technical death metal FALLUJAH have unleashed their monumental 5th studio album, “Empyrean,” today with Nuclear Blast. Receiving rave reviews from critics around the world and legions of fans championing their return, FALLUJAH has emerged with one of their best records to date. On their latest epic journey the band explores new sonic realms while revisiting past…
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