A. K. A. Loose Canon
A bracing breath of Patton:...Now I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Men, all this stuff you've heard about America not wanting to fight - wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, big league ball players, the toughest boxers. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war, because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans. Now, an army is a team - it lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap... Now, we have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. You know, by God, I actually pity those poor bastards we're goin' up against. By God, I do. We're not just gonna shoot the bastards, we're going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel. Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them, spill their blood, shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do. Now there's another thing I want you to remember. I don't want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We're not holding anything. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're gonna hold onto him by the nose and we're gonna kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him all the time and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose. Now, there's one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home, and you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you're sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee, and he asks you: 'What did you do in the Great World War II?', you won't have to say: 'Well, I shoveled shit in Louisiana.' All right now, you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel and I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle anytime, anywhere. That is all.
So, did you shovel shit in Louisiana while a young man, or not?
Not as much as I did in Massachusetts. I had the wisdom when young to ditch planes with dead engines back in my Louisiana days. It's a pity. Except for the time wasted reading bogus math, that place was where I spent the most intellectually stimulating period that I ever lived. Imagine the quality of Louisiana considering that AA was part of that period for me, but the period was not a complete catatonia of Rush Limbaugh parroting. Instead, it was a time of affordable, excellent concerts and food. It was NYC but without costing a stock broker's salary.To be fair, I shoveled up a load of gold nuggets in Massachusetts too, and met a few wonderful people.
Hmmm... I'm still not impressed by that much-hyped "hurricane" concoction. And I haven't seen a University in Nawlins. There is one there?
There are two. There's UNO (I'll let you figure out the acronym, Prof. Turing). Pepe studied Geop. or some such horseshit there, and Tulane, where there are people that take topology as seriously as you do.Weird.
Interestingly, according to the filmsite.org article that I linked above, Francis Ford Coppola had a hand in writing the screenplay of Patton.
Interesting, Tecs. FFC also got into trouble about another masterpiece of his, Apocalypse Now....the film was six weeks behind schedule and $2 million over budget.
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