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oh and I forgot to mention this from the other day JarHed... not sure if someone else clarified it from whatever thread it was.. VBIED is basically a car bomb.. either they roll up on you at a corner and detonate.. or wait for the patrol to walk by the car and do the same.. Vehicle Borne IED .... my head has been everywhere lately, keep forgetting to reply to stuff..
 
Thanks Tom, some did give me that definition. I find it interesting and sad as well that enemies are always constantly inventive in their methods to try and destroy us. We used to call them 'booby traps'. I think the name IED is a more specific definition.

Hope you're doing OK.
 
What really gripes my ass about my fellow Viet Vets is they were all S.F. Seals, Recon, Beret and so forth. I read a report once where there were about twice as many Vets claiming to serve in Nam that actually did serve in Nam and all of them were S.F.

Hell, if we had that many in the field at any one time we WOULD have won the war that the politicians lost for us.

One of the millstones around my neck is that many of the CBU "bomblets" we dropped, didn't go off. So I may very well still be killing people. Not a thing I'm very proud of.

Sarg

Shame seems to be a common thread in PTSD....
 
Hell, it happened again today. I was up a the hospital getting some surgery done and got to talking to this young lady administering to me. She had a roommate in the "army or navy" that claimed to be a Nam Vet. She related the he would get drunk, crying and would tell this tall tale (my words) about him getting captured by the enemy, being tortured but made friend with another and over time the guard "let him escape".

Lesson one: When the NVA or charlie captured one of us, we were golden to them. As propaganda, as psycological tools to be held up for us to see and to sign phony "confession" about murdering women and children.

Lesson two: Were a communist ever to release one of us willing, would have resulted in the "releaser" being tortured to death in the most heinous way possible.

The, the story goes, then he returned to the prison to kill the torturer, did so and escaped once again.

This war story is so full of holes and tissue thin, it's almost laughable.

Repeat this a thousand fold, from phonys that have no life, have no valor, have absolutely no understanding of what makes a war and happens to people fight that war.

Not only does this steal valor from those that have earned it but it reinforces the VA's assertions that we PTSD'ers are a bunch of phonys and liars.

That's a big reason that I have lost respect for the Juditial Branch of our "government", just as I have with nearly all politicians. When they struck down the Stolen Valor Law. When they did that, they took away all that we have given to our nation freely.

I don't understand how they can look at their reflection in a mirror.

Sarg
 
I know Sarg... didn't post it but last weekend I go to the grocery store... guy pulls up in a crimson pickup with a "United States Marine Corps" sticker on the back window... under it was "Combat Vet" and of course the Vietnam Service Ribbon sticker under it all... I look at the guy wanna say hi, but decide to walk in the store.. ok cut to some aisle I forget which... dude ends up right beside me... I look at him and tell him "I notice the stickers on your truck window... you were a Marine!" he shakes his head yes.. I look at him and say "I was a Devil Doc with 2nd MarDiv" he kinda just stands there and blinks... I repeat "I was an FMF Corpsman out with the MEU's" no response... then he kinda looks at me and goes.. oooookay????? And walks off...

He walked away...

And JarHed knows exactly where my head went after the "oooookay?"
 
............One of the millstones around my neck is that many of the CBU "bomblets" we dropped, didn't go off. So I may very well still be killing people. Not a thing I'm very proud of.......Sarg

On the other hand and on the good side Sarg cocker. This is one of the reasons we no longer fight wars with stuff like that, we all live and learn and try and fight fair these days.

You did a shity job no one else wanted to do. But things have changed for the better.

Try not to beat yourself up about it.

Damn did I just say the Military learnt something from what we done.
 
I had an incident recently with someone. I was at a party that my wife and I were invited to. I know the woman that was giving it, great person, so I decided to go. I feel a bit uncomfortable around strange people, but you have to stretch yourself sometimes.

There is always some guy that is so enamored with himself that he never shuts up. Most of the people that I knew there know that I'm a 'Nam vet. We're all about the same age. I was talking with a few of the people just general stuff and mr. 'thing' starts talking about the current conflicts and how stupid they are and how dumb the people are that are in the military.

Well, I couldn't let someone with a comment like that go. I asked if he'd ever served or knew anyone who had or had kids or relatives that had. His answer was 'no'. One of the guys mentioned that I'd been in the corps. He says, 'Oh, you were one of those guys'. I asked what he meant by that. His answer was 'you were one of the ones that wasn't smart enough to avoid it by going to college or Canada, ...............you must be an idiot'.

It got so quiet that you could have heard a mouse piss on a ball of cotton a mile away. I was across the room in a flash. I was going to confront him and give him a little lesson on respect for vets when he put his hand up and swung on me. I would say it was probably the dumbest thing he'd ever done. I went easy on him and just threw him to the ground and put my foot on his throat. That's when he finally stopped talking.

No one stepped in to help the guy, which I thought was interesting. I stepped back and helped him to his feet. I think he pooped his pants. I just said that he needed learn a bit of respect for those that risk their lives in his behalf. He left shortly after.

The party went on as if nothing even happened, which I thought was funny. My friend said, ' I'm going to invite you to every party I have, and thanks for getting rid of that jerk, and thanks for serving our country'. People started to applaud and say nice stuff about vets, I was embarassed. My wife asked me if I was OK, I said sure, guess I made my point.

Guess the point of the post is that both civilians and 'vet possers' like this are everywhere. I've met a ton thoughout my life. I try to avoid them but sometimes you can't. I'm glad I did what I did because he needed an attitude adjustment. Perhaps before he opens his shit hole again about stuff that he knows nothing about he'll remember what can happen. Although I actually think that he won't.
 
I had an incident recently with someone. I was at a party that my wife and I were invited to. I know the woman that was giving it, great person, so I decided to go. I feel a bit uncomfortable around strange people, but you have to stretch yourself sometimes.

There is always some guy that is so enamored with himself that he never shuts up. Most of the people that I knew there know that I'm a 'Nam vet. We're all about the same age. I was talking with a few of the people just general stuff and mr. 'thing' starts talking about the current conflicts and how stupid they are and how dumb the people are that are in the military.

Well, I couldn't let someone with a comment like that go. I asked if he'd ever served or knew anyone who had or had kids or relatives that had. His answer was 'no'. One of the guys mentioned that I'd been in the corps. He says, 'Oh, you were one of those guys'. I asked what he meant by that. His answer was 'you were one of the ones that wasn't smart enough to avoid it by going to college or Canada, ...............you must be an idiot'.

It got so quiet that you could have heard a mouse piss on a ball of cotton a mile away. I was across the room in a flash. I was going to confront him and give him a little lesson on respect for vets when he put his hand up and swung on me. I would say it was probably the dumbest thing he'd ever done. I went easy on him and just threw him to the ground and put my foot on his throat. That's when he finally stopped talking.

No one stepped in to help the guy, which I thought was interesting. I stepped back and helped him to his feet. I think he pooped his pants. I just said that he needed learn a bit of respect for those that risk their lives in his behalf. He left shortly after.

The party went on as if nothing even happened, which I thought was funny. My friend said, ' I'm going to invite you to every party I have, and thanks for getting rid of that jerk, and thanks for serving our country'. People started to applaud and say nice stuff about vets, I was embarassed. My wife asked me if I was OK, I said sure, guess I made my point.

Guess the point of the post is that both civilians and 'vet possers' like this are everywhere. I've met a ton thoughout my life. I try to avoid them but sometimes you can't. I'm glad I did what I did because he needed an attitude adjustment. Perhaps before he opens his shit hole again about stuff that he knows nothing about he'll remember what can happen. Although I actually think that he won't.


It is indeed a pity you have to tolerate such jack-asses.
 
It is indeed a pity you have to tolerate such jack-asses.

It is, but I've learned something from therapy. My therapist told me it's OK to be angry about something, that's normal. But, you want to decide how much energy you want to expend on it. It's a choice. It's helped me a lot. There are of course exceptions, and I will always defend myself when necessary. For as long as I can.
 
The spoiled brat elites' message of "you were too stupid to enter university so you joined the military" rubs me raw. That line of commentary makes the old violence juices erupt to the surface.
 
But you just have to brush it off and chalk it up to "that's the way it is" and move on. I used to pack things like this down in my psyche until it looked like a layer cake and then carry that crap around with me all the time. That's probably why I flunked my career and society.

We feel deeply about things and therefore hold things close to the vest but that's exactly the opposite thing we should do. It makes the beast a far more complicated animal and all the more to come to grips with.

Once I got old and slow and shit was leaking out around the seams, I said the hell with it and it ain't worth dieing over. I let it go. I developed a "could give a shit" attitude about most in life except for helping my fellow Vets. That IS worth the effort.

Oh, I still have it leaking out around the seams but not letting it eat at me was worth developing the attitude.

Sarg
 
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