Posted on 07/09/2013 8:22:46 AM PDT by InvisibleChurch
A wounded war veteran has described the moment security agents treated him like a 'terrorist' on a recent trip to California because he couldn't raise his injured right arm in a full-body scanner and his dress uniform contained 'too much metal.'
Cpl. Nathan Kemnitz was awarded a Purple Heart after he almost died in 2004 from an injury incurred from a roadside bomb in Fallujah, Iraq. The brave soldier recently traveled to Sacramento, California to receive another award as his district's veteran of the year.
But, what should have been a celebratory experience was tainted when suspicious security workers at both the Sacramento International Airport and the California State Capitol Buildings subjected him to intense screenings and even ordered him to take off his uniform.
(Excerpt) Read more at dailymail.co.uk ...
Why would he travel in his dress blues? Was he going straight to the award ceremony?
and he let the bearded raghead with an AK and RPG just walk through ?
Your tax dollars and mine at play in the cause of anti-Americanism.
What difference does it make!? Does that make it ok for him to be dealt with like he’s a terrorist?!
Not a soldier.
You got that right.
Little civil servants protecting their jobs. Go by the book, initiative and judgement are not part of the job description.
They were no better under President Bush; they should be disbanded for all the crap they cause, which has resulted in saving us from NO attacks!
Imagine that.
required to dishonor his uniform to placate an apparatchik.
Returning vets, Constitutionalists, legit patriots, libertarians, Christians, legit conservatives. . .these are the “terrorists” is the gov’t’s eyes. If you’re not awake to that yet, just wait a while before you scoff at the notion because it’s going to become more apparent with time.
“Why would he travel in his dress blues?”
Why wouldn’t he? You’re proud of your service.
Obama is atrocious. That one picture says it all.
“A soldier is one who fights as part of an organized land-based armed force;[1] if that force is for hire the person is generally termed a mercenary soldier, or mercenary.[2] The majority of cognates of the word “soldier” that exist in other languages have a meaning that embraces both commissioned and non-commissioned officers in national land forces.”
When ashore, Marines fight that way, but they aren't and will never be 'soldiers'. They are an amphibious force. US soldiers are part of the US Army.
The majority of cognates of the word “soldier” that exist in other languages
I suspect other 'marines' would object to being classified as soldiers as well, in any language.
Title: “Soldier an’ Sailor Too”
Author: Rudyard Kipling
As I was spittin’ into the Ditch aboard o’ the Crocodile,
I seed a man on a man-o’-war got up in the Reg’lars’ style.
‘E was scrapin’ the paint from off of ‘er plates,
an’ I sez to ‘im, “’Oo are you?”
Sez ‘e, “I’m a Jolly — ‘Er Majesty’s Jolly — soldier an’ sailor too!”
Now ‘is work begins by Gawd knows when, and ‘is work is never through;
‘E isn’t one o’ the reg’lar Line, nor ‘e isn’t one of the crew.
‘E’s a kind of a giddy harumfrodite — soldier an’ sailor too!
An’ after I met ‘im all over the world, a-doin’ all kinds of things,
Like landin’ ‘isself with a Gatlin’ gun to talk to them ‘eathen kings;
‘E sleeps in an ‘ammick instead of a cot,
an’ ‘e drills with the deck on a slew,
An’ ‘e sweats like a Jolly — ‘Er Majesty’s Jolly — soldier an’ sailor too!
For there isn’t a job on the top o’ the earth the beggar don’t know, nor do —
You can leave ‘im at night on a bald man’s ‘ead, to paddle ‘is own canoe —
‘E’s a sort of a bloomin’ cosmopolouse — soldier an’ sailor too.
We’ve fought ‘em in trooper, we’ve fought ‘em in dock,
and drunk with ‘em in betweens,
When they called us the seasick scull’ry-maids,
an’ we called ‘em the Ass Marines;
But, when we was down for a double fatigue, from Woolwich to Bernardmyo,
We sent for the Jollies — ‘Er Majesty’s Jollies — soldier an’ sailor too!
They think for ‘emselves, an’ they steal for ‘emselves,
and they never ask what’s to do,
But they’re camped an’ fed an’ they’re up an’ fed before our bugle’s blew.
Ho! they ain’t no limpin’ procrastitutes — soldier an’ sailor too.
You may say we are fond of an ‘arness-cut, or ‘ootin’ in barrick-yards,
Or startin’ a Board School mutiny along o’ the Onion Guards;
But once in a while we can finish in style for the ends of the earth to view,
The same as the Jollies — ‘Er Majesty’s Jollies — soldier an’ sailor too!
They come of our lot, they was brothers to us;
they was beggars we’d met an’ knew;
Yes, barrin’ an inch in the chest an’ the arm, they was doubles o’ me an’ you;
For they weren’t no special chrysanthemums — soldier an’ sailor too!
To take your chance in the thick of a rush, with firing all about,
Is nothing so bad when you’ve cover to ‘and, an’ leave an’ likin’ to shout;
But to stand an’ be still to the Birken’ead drill
is a damn tough bullet to chew,
An’ they done it, the Jollies — ‘Er Majesty’s Jollies —
soldier an’ sailor too!
Their work was done when it ‘adn’t begun; they was younger nor me an’ you;
Their choice it was plain between drownin’ in ‘eaps
an’ bein’ mopped by the screw,
So they stood an’ was still to the Birken’ead drill, soldier an’ sailor too!
We’re most of us liars, we’re ‘arf of us thieves,
an’ the rest are as rank as can be,
But once in a while we can finish in style
(which I ‘ope it won’t ‘appen to me).
But it makes you think better o’ you an’ your friends,
an’ the work you may ‘ave to do,
When you think o’ the sinkin’ Victorier’s Jollies — soldier an’ sailor too!
Now there isn’t no room for to say ye don’t know —
they ‘ave proved it plain and true —
That whether it’s Widow, or whether it’s ship, Victorier’s work is to do,
An’ they done it, the Jollies — ‘Er Majesty’s Jollies —
soldier an’ sailor too!
That said, I could easily see where the counter-argument from the DHS would be -- if we start waving people through based solely on their appearance (frail grandma), dress (U.S. military) or disability (someone in a wheelchair) then it will only be a matter of time before the next terrorist adapts & presents themselves accordingly to avoid detection.
Good thing he didn’t go through San Francisco. The meanest, most incompetent and racist TSA agents work there.
Try Eugene, Oregon. On second thought - don’t.
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