On this day fourteen years ago, Linkin Park released what I believe is their most powerful song of all. “Wretches & Kings” is about rising up against those who would abuse their positions of power, and while of course we’ve theoretically moved past the counterculture of the 60’s and 70’s, to me, the song is still very much relevant today. It begins with the soundbite of U.S. educator and Free Speech activist, Mario Savio, making his famous “Bodies Against The Gears” speech on December 2, 1964. In keeping with the spirit of “rebelling against authority”, earlier this year, an influencer I used to follow made a post on his social media about some veterans who’d evidently been giving him shit and got their raisins in a bunch because,
Why are you training if you’re not in the military or preparing for a war?
… and by “training”, that meant with weaponry. Umm, HELLO? Have you seen our world today? Are we not all “to each his OWN” soldiers on this battlefield of simply existing who should be packing, prepared, and TRAINING like the zombie apocalypse really is gonna be here next weekend?
Look at this video of my “Rambo Barbie” daughter. She’s a size 4 little girl who dresses up REAL nice when it’s time to go to the dance, but has otherwise been TRAINING for a while now. Meanwhile, her brother, my 31 year old, has his FFL and builds, sells, trades, refurbs, and TRAINS with them, too, because even though he also isn’t a soldier, like us, he lives in a world chock full of bat shit fucking crazies who will one day make fodder of those who are not TRAINING!
At the end of the day, this widowed single momma’s baby girl ain’t flying the coop without her CDL, plenty of “packages”, and the TRAINING to put them to use God forbid the unthinkable comes to her doorstep. You best believe that no one will come for her or hers without her at least trying to defend herself and her domain! SO? “Train THAT!” all you veterans or anyone who has a problem with people who have “no business” TRAINING for war!
By the way, can I just say that one hasn’t lived until they’ve watched a gun range full of grown men with their mouths on the floor as what appears to be a silly teenage girl makes smiley faces on the mug of the paper guy at the end of her lane! She’s GOOD I’m tellin’ ya, and should probably be shooting competitively. Time will tell, but as for now, her only “competition” is anyone who doesn’t get the cryptic message in Chester’s words:
To save face, how low can you go? Talk a lotta game, but yet you don’t know. Static on the wind makes us all say WHOAH! The people up top push the people down low. GET DOWN and obey every word. Steady get in line if you haven’t yet heard! Wanna take what I got? DON’T BE ABSURD!
The bottom line is THIS:
I’m raising a Rambo Barbie QUEEN, not some pretty but clueless WRETCH! So, yes, she’s gonna be packin’ and prepared for any and all unforeseen absurdity! So, to anyone out there who would critique someone for the “nonsense” of training for an imaginary battle they think is never gonna happen, let’s just see whose running towards all the doomsday preppers and the Mad Max Barbie’s they’re turning out for help when the shit hits the fan someday and the guns really are unloading! Imagine having to hide behind a girl because you were too foolish not to be preparing to protect your raisins! I’m actually picturing it in my mind right now and it’s EPIC!
Oh, and one last thing to any veterans out there reading this. I mean no disrespect here and neither me or my kids would ever tried to “steal valor”. We’re just trying to stay ready to be ready for the zombie apocalypse when it finally gets here, lol, which (ps) I sure as hell hope is not next weekend!
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