This essay on Operation Eagle Claw appeared two years ago on this website.
Recently more than in times past, the month of April triggers some ominous memories that have become more vivid somehow with distance in time. I had relegated my memories of the events of Operation Eagle Claw (OEC) to my mind’s recesses after leaving the First Ranger Battalion for Special Forces (SF) in August of 1980 following the ill-fated mission that past April.
Marrying up can be a challenge. Wife-driven home remodeling and construction projects provide me with a steady stream of practical how-to questions. She is always at it.
Not long after the conclusion of Operation Desert Storm, I engaged in a training mission that placed me onboard a US Navy ship as an Army Special Forces (SF) liaison to the US Marines. SF teams were inserted into an area of operation ahead of a Marine landing force where they engaged in reconnaissance.
A lifetime ago during a graduate school management class, one of my professors commented, “If it is not measured, then it did not happen.” I immediately branded him a cynic.
Many of our older relatives have imbibed a secular context of lies and false paradigms and there is little that can be done to pull them out of the matrix so late in the game.
Some nagging thoughts on the Secret Service’s explanation to Congress around the events of the so-called Trump assassination attempt
On rare occasions the pop news stream accidentally allows a slight glimmer of light to shine through a small chink in its masonic, demonic armor.
So-called conservatives have been orchestrated into indignant self-righteous action again, this time by a low budget action film about child sex trafficking, ‘Sound of Freedom’ (SoF). The usual pop celebrity mainstream voices on the left all panned the film thereby baiting the attention of many normies and affecting their predictable knee-jerk reactions.
After the fall, we each have a predominate fault driven by physiology rather than merely psychology or external circumstances. The modern personality tests only weakly address this
It is not surprising that where Canada geese are protected, they defile golf courses, beaches, and attack cyclists in parks. One of my coworkers from Ottawa refers to them as cobra-chickens. Low flying slow heavy geese do however save my pride at the end of a lackluster deer hunting season.
