Discussion in 'Fly Fishing Forum' started by Trustfunder, May 8, 2013.
Is hippy shit the cereal made with granola & raisins in it ?
No. Hippy shit is what happens after you eat the cereal made with granola & raisins.
Yet another uplifting contribution from this forum's current resident douchefool. I think trustfunder has drunk plenty of Kool-aid, just not a flavor that anyone else wants.
Does your supplier carry Troll repellent? If so I'll take a case!
Your reply reminds me of a condiment I tried once. I did not care for it much. What was it called? My memory is not so good, oh...
WEAK ASS SAUCE
I thought Turner sold his ranch? We have some good friends from Livingston, and really loved hearing how "Hanoi Jane" and Teddy were tossed out of the steak house by the owner, a Vietnam vet when they demanded special attention because of "who they are". Beau Bridges, on the other hand, fits in real well I'm told.
I'd have stood in line to toss the Commie Trollup. Now, that would be some skinny wolf or bear bait.
40some years ago and I'm not inclined to forgive or forget either. I didn't have as much invested as Alex but was in the Navy as office staff. We (the old C-130 VQ-3 squadron) were based on Guam and had some rare operations off of the coast of Viet Nam.
Our squadron was decommissioned after the cold war ended. There is a new VQ-3 down in Oklahoma which may be as bad as was being on Guam.
In the late 1930s, my father quit high school and lied about his age to join the Marines and escape the lingering impacts of the depression in rural coastal northern California. After a few years in Shanghai (which he loved) he re-enlisted and was stationed on Guam in the summer of 1941 before being captured by the Japanese in December, right after Pearl Harbor. He was sent to Japan and interred as a 'guest of the emperor' at a horrific camp about 75 miles upwind from Hiroshima. Later in life, whenever the name Guam came up, he'd mutter something like "shit hole" or "hell on earth" to describe it.
I like a lot (though not all) of what Alex has to contribute here. I've never met Alex, but I've come to know something of him here, and I think I'd enjoy having a beer with him sometime.
Our lives were both molded to a significant extent by the Vietnam war. We both "served" our country in the way, I'm sure, we each thought best for our country - Alex in the trenches in Vietnam, me in the streets of D.C. (and elsewhere). As the saying goes, history will decide which side of that question was "right" (i.e., which side gains acceptance by subsequent generations, since there is rarely an absolute right or wrong in something like the Vietnam war). To use his term in a slightly different context, we were what Bob Dylan might have characterized as "only a pawn in their game." We were each certainly only one of hundreds of thousands of pawns who shared opposing views of our country's role in Vietnam.
A point where we will obviously differ is in the bravery exhibited by Jane Fonda for traveling to Hanoi at the height of the war. She suffered a severe setback in her career and a lifetime of criticism from those who felt it was an act of rejection of the country as they perceived it to be. For others, it was an act of valor in the face of a government that was not representing its citizens in its foreign policy in Vietnam and elsewhere. Surely, there were many who went to Vietnam like sheep, who were less valorous (this is not meant as a comment on your service, Alex).
One of the less well-known outcomes of Fonda's trip to North Vietnam was the elimination of governmental restrictions on the rights of American citizens to travel freely in the world. At the time she went to Hanoi, her passport (and mine) said that the bearer could not travel to North Vietnam, North Korea, and Cuba. Shortly thereafter, the US Supreme Court ruled that the US government could not prohibit citizens from traveling wherever they wanted in the world. This is surely a just and correct decision that represents the recognition of a freedom we all take for granted today, but which most people don't realize was quite a recent one.
Old animosities die hard, but I can't understand why, 40 years on, the Vietnam war continues to divide us so today.
Well put Dick. Viet Nam might as well be ancient history to me.
I learned years ago not to click on threads like these on WFF.
I just reaffirmed this understanding.
See you in 5 years.
Geez, what happened to the wolf thread??
I tell you the only thing I learned from the Vietnam War: question authority and hold them accountable when they screw up... because they do.
Oh boy this thread took a strange turn. I was a pot smokin', acid eatin' long haired biker during most of the Vietnam war. I would go to the protests to pickup hippy chicks. Hippy chicks liked long haired bikers. 'bout all I have to say 'bout that. I have a number of friends that served in 'nam and came home.........changed......... and a few that didn't come home. I try to support them anyway I can. 'bout all I can do now.
Hey does anyone know where I can pick up a pair of size 8 moccasins?