Russian Invasion of Ukraine has begun!

This video shows Russian helicopters swarming into the Ukraine!  Imagine our skies filled with another nations military jets, helicopters and their troops amassing at our borders.  Now, remember that President Clinton signed a treaty to protect the Ukraine!  This could be the beginning of WWIII or the end of America as a super power because we cannot stand up to Russia and / or China!  This is a major development:

Revealed: The forgotten treaty which could drag the US and UK into WAR with Russia if Putin’s troops intervene in Ukraine

  • The agreement sees signatories promise to protect Ukraine’s borders
  • It was signed by Bill Clinton, John Major, Boris Yeltsin and Leonid Kuchma in 1994
  • Ukrainian parliament has now reached out directly to all the countries who signed the treaty
  • Putin currently has 150,000 troops on Ukraine’s borders and it is reported some have crossed into the country
  • President Obama says he is ‘deeply concerned’ by the news
  • The US and Britain have both made ‘crisis calls’ to President Putin to warn him to respect territorial boundaries

By Jill Reilly and Lizzie Edmonds

The Budapest Memorandum was signed in 1991 by Bill Clinton, John Major, Boris Yeltsin and Leonid Kuchma - the then-rulers of the USA, UK, Russia and Ukraine. It promises to protect Ukraine's borders, in return for Ukraine giving up its nuclear weapons

A treaty signed in 1994 by the US and Britain could pull both countries into a war to protect Ukraine if President Putin’s troops cross into the country.

Bill Clinton, John Major, Boris Yeltsin and Leonid Kuchma – the then-rulers of the USA, UK, Russia and Ukraine – agreed to the The Budapest Memorandum as part of the de-nuclearization of former Soviet republics after the dissolution of the Soviet Union.

Technically it means that if Russia has invaded Ukraine then it would be difficult for the US and Britain to avoid going to war.

The revelation comes as reports suggest the Kremlin was moving up to 2,000 troops across the Black Sea from Novorossiysk to their fleet base at Sevastopol.

At least 20 men wearing the uniform of the Russian fleet and carrying automatic rifles surrounded a Ukrainian border guard post in a standoff near the port yesterday.

THE BUDAPEST REFERENDUM

Budapest Memorandum on Security Assurances was a international treaty signed on February, 5, 1994, in Budapest.

The diplomatic document saw signatories make promises to each other as part of the denuclearization of former Soviet republics after the dissolution of the Soviet Union.

It was signed by Bill Clinton, John Major, Boris Yeltsin and Leonid Kuchma – the then-rulers of the USA, UK, Russia and Ukraine.

The agreement promises to protest Ukraine’s borders in return for Ukraine giving up its nuclear weapons.

It is not a formal treaty, but rather, a diplomatic document.

It was an unprecedented case in contemporary international life and international law.

Whether is it legally binding in complex.

‘It is binding in international law, but that doesn’t mean it has any means of enforcement,’ says Barry Kellman is a professor of law and director of the International Weapons Control Center at DePaul University’s College of Law told Radio Free Europe.

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Apparently, the US Senate never ratified this “treaty”, so it will be interesting if we stand by the agreement.  Here is another article about this crisis:

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Europe’s peace at risk: World leaders say Russian invasion of Ukraine could spiral into ‘biggest international crisis since Cold War’

By James Chapman

  • Occupation of Crimea called ‘biggest international crisis since Cold War’
  • Ukraine’s acting PM described Russian behaviour as ‘declaration of war’
  • Putin insists he reserves right to take military action in region
  • William Hague warned Russia of ‘consequences and costs’ today
  • Miliband’s refusal to back intervention in Syria to blame – senior Tories
  • Britain’s ministers will boycott Paralympic Games in Sochi, Russia
  • Ukrainian PM says his nation will ‘never’ give up Crimea
  • UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon urges Russia to exercise restraint

World leaders said yesterday that Russia’s invasion of Ukraine threatened to spiral into the biggest international crisis since the end of the Cold War.

On a dramatic day of escalation in what the U.S. called an ‘incredible act of aggression’ by Moscow, there were warnings that the standoff threatens peace in Europe.

And today leaders of Europe and the U.S. called on Russia to act with ‘self-restraint’ and ‘responsibility’ and urged them to ease tensions in Crimea.

Ukraine’s acting prime minister, Arseniy Yatseniuk, said today his country would never give up Crimea.

Russian forces have taken control of the Black Sea peninsula, which is part of Ukraine, but Yatseniuk told reporters: ‘No one will give up Crimea to anyone.’

In other developments:

  • Yatseniuk described Russian behaviour as a ‘declaration of war’.
  • Kiev called for ‘solidarity’ from foreign countries and highlighted a 1994 treaty in which Britain and the United States guaranteed Ukrainian borders.
  • A defiant Vladimir Putin told US President Barack Obama he reserved the right to take further military action in eastern Ukraine.
  • The tensions in the region could put Britain’s gas supply at risk.
  • Ukraine’s newly appointed Navy chief, who had been refusing to fight the Russians, defected and pledged his allegiance to the Crimean region.
  • Britain announced that its ministers and officials are to boycott the Paralympic Games in Sochi, Russia.
  • Senior Tories claimed Ed Miliband’s refusal to back military intervention in Syria, a Russian ally, last summer has emboldened Putin.
  • Global stock market recoils at uncertainty in Crimea

With little or no appetite to counter Putin’s aggression with military force, the West appeared to be struggling to agree on an effective response to the crisis.

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35 comments on “Russian Invasion of Ukraine has begun!

  1. Hi Christina,

    I was kind-a waiting to see this subject come up. As you probably already know, I am in Moscow Russia, and have been watching this “unrest” develop.

    As is said above, there is no “formal treaty”, but rather a “diplomatic document.” So that dog does not bite. I {we} have no dog in this fight either. I do see things in favor of Russia’s position on the mater. Both sides in Ukraine have been shooting at each other with deaths in both camps. There is a very long history to the whole thing, but I’ll start here because it is in our life times, so to say: Stepan Bandera was a Nazi [some may dispute that I know], and today he has a huge following in Western Ukraine. The West {U.S. & E.U.} made promises that built false hopes in the people of Western Ukraine, and those people have always leaned towards Europe. The Bandera followers say: no Russian’s, no blacks, and no Jews wanted in Ukraine – kill them all; in essence, these folks now control the government in the Ukraine today. Not good people I’d have to say! Defectors from their camp are being interviewed here saying “anyone disagreeing with them are taken out and shot in the head” – fitting given Bandera’s history, and fitting to how war-to-win is fought is all I can say to that.

    Why Yanukovych has not formally asked Putin to re-seat him as the democratically elected president of Ukraine, as he is, yet is beyond me. Maybe he will and maybe he won’t? In any event, Russia is not going to give up the Crimea. Period!

    For weeks now my father-in-law and I have been disagreeing. He is 86 and a retired Full Bird. I have said right along that the only way to quite this mess down was to send in Russian troops, and that the troops would be sent in. He said that that would not happen because of the fear of a fight with America – that isn’t going to happen and this will not be the cause of WWIII. I’m now saying that Putin will be up for the Nobel Peace Prize for reestablishing democracy in the Ukraine having followed the prevention of a war in Syria and bring Iran to the peace table over nuclear weapons. … Time will tell.

    I have the advantage of news coverage from both sides of the pond. There is too much to go into really. You all know the balance of the issues – Russian people in Ukraine and all of that. “To the victors go the spoils.” Just ask Geronimo – no joke – he knows how it goes –

    Pray for Peace,
    John

    • Hi John, thanks for chiming in on this issue, I was hoping you would, and you did not let me down! I have read articles about CIA being involved int he uprising which would not surprise me.

      I truly believe nothing happens by accident in these issues, and we will see it play out. The history of Russia’s hatred for the American system stands out for me, and I believe they know we cannot continue on this disastrous path of unfunded liabilities, greed, corporate welfare etc..

      America is slowly losing it’s position of world super power, and I believe China is meant to step in and take over to help America join the rest of the world in it’s socialist state tyranny position.

  2. Christina,

    I often almost chime in, but I don’t want to dominate the reply section – your 211 readers need to have a voice to, but it seems that the cat has a lot of tongues –

    Good points. No, nothing in the world of international governments, banks, corporations and institutions happens by mistake. Personally, I have little doubt that what is happening in Ukraine right now was not set up by the powers that be to play out just as it is.

    The CIA is everywhere, and they do not seek “peace.” To sum up what I understand happened and why, NGOs [and the U.S. by way of the CIA] and others set up in Ukraine for the purpose of opening up markets there for EU products, and especially for German products. The EU can no longer buy what Germany needs to sell. Western Ukraine’s people took this as an invitation to join the EU one day, but that just was a false hope. The EU has enough of its own drowning members right now to ever even consider bringing a country as unstable as Ukraine.

    I’m not so sure that Russia hates America, but dislike & distrust sure fit. Putin has said “this is a democracy, just not an American democracy.” I sure agree with him on that. I can say from experience that the Russians have no problem with American people, but they sure do with the way the government is run and what it does.

    China is the wild card in the mix by my mind. We are already a socialist country of the worst kind – untold power at the top. What I am seeing is all eyes being kept on Russia and Eastern Europe when the real threat to an actual war is China; this would be no mistake by the powers that be either.

    Ukraine: Three Views JOHN MAULDIN MARCH 3, 2014 http://WWW.MAULDINECONOMICS.COM/OUTSIDETHEBOX Sign up for a real good read!
    “It can result in only two possible outcomes, either of which will be damaging to European stability in the long-term. Either Russia will quickly prevail and thereby win the right to redraw borders and exercise veto powers over the governments of its neighbouring countries. Or the Western-backed Ukrainian government will fight back and Europe’s second-largest country by area will descend into a Yugoslav-style civil war that will ultimately draw in Poland, NATO and therefore the US.”

    Lunch time – all my love,
    John

    • Hello John,

      Thanks for your insights, I greatly appreciate them, and don’t worry about the 211 subscribers. I hope they chime in, but your wisdom is always welcome regardless of other voices.

      What do you know of this new fire at the Russian refinery?

      And, Yes, China is my very big concern at this time. If Bricks (Brazil, Russia, Indonesia, China, South Africa) drop the dollar, then America is really in trouble as our dollar is only floating because of world reserve currency status. Russia and China could cripple us overnight, and American’s have NO clue how important our currency being the world reserve is.

      I will check out the links now, thank you again my friend.

  3. Thank you Christina,

    Sorry for the last quick reply. I wanted to see the news and just returned from shopping. I don’t know how wise I am really. I’m just a kid who had to quit high school because a judge said if I didn’t get in the military that I’d be going back to jail for a year. All I did was take the plates off my car that quit and put them on my summer car so I could get to work on time. That cost me a hitch in the Marines and a year on the D.M.Z. When I returned I got my GED, but could not attend collage – it was 1969 and Marines were not welcome on campus back then. I did go back at age 41 and loved Biology; God and creation were not allowed in that class! Frankly, I can not see how in the world anyone could possibly believe in evolution being how life arose.

    I’m now really, really glad that I missed out on a formal education in my youth! !!! No one had the chance to “teach me how to think.” I come from the school of hard knocks;-) I am so glad that I found your blog Christina – you are a fine educator!

    How about America just pulls the Federal Reserves ticket and start a war with China – debt resolved – just fooling though – see John F. Kennedy for how that would go for the one that promotes it.

    Keep up the good work,
    Your friend John

    • Some of the wisest people never stepped foot in a government indoctrination camp! I’d say you turned out pretty darn well John!

      Thanks for visiting and sharing, I really love hearing from everyone.

  4. Thank you kind lady.

    This was sent to me in June of 05. It still is and will remain in my in-box:

    IF Rudyard Kipling

    If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;

    If you can wait and not be tied by waiting,
    Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
    Oh, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

    If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
    If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
    If you can meet with triumph and disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;

    If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
    Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
    And stoop and build them up with worn out tools;

    If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss.
    And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;

    If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,
    And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them:” Hold ON !”

    If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
    Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
    If neither foes nor loving friend can hurt you;
    If all men count with you, but none too much;

    If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds worth of distance run –
    Yours is the Earth and everything that’s on it,
    And – which is more – you’ll be a MAN, my son!

    Life lessons somehow find their connections –

    See you some day Christina,
    John

  5. Me 2 – I did something on my last reply that caused this page to really shrink in width. Do you have any idea of how I could fix it? I can’t read a thing as it now is.

    See you in this life,
    john

  6. Control + did the trick:~~))) Now I can have another cup of coffee and read your new posts!!! I heard nothing about the refinery here yesterday – i’ll keep an glass & ear to the wall –

    • Glad that fixed the screen! Here’s a [__]D large mug for you.

      Thanks for trying to find out what’s up. I wonder why nothing has been said of this disaster, it seems very serious.

  7. I don’t know Christina. Usually when things of this magnitude are kept-under-cover, something has happened that they don’t want us to know\?/

  8. Oh yeah, that is for sure. What happened will come out sooner or later. I’m keeping an eye out here and you will be the first to know if it is made public. Hum – I have a friend who lives in Rostov-on-don, and she works for internal security – her daughter speaks English.

    I asked her once if I could go with her to Chechnya and she said NO!!! Oh well – I tried. I’d love to see those places:~~)))

    • You are not right my friend! There is no way I would go there, but then again, I was followed once around Europe with my father, and I cannot imagine being in Chechnya. Too much to go wrong, but then again, I would love to go to S. America and won’t either. Dad told me to never go there….. my name n all.

  9. I hear you Christina, but I seem to go where ever my winged-sandals take me. The story of my first trip to Cali Colombia is way too long to put here – it was a grand time and lasted for over a year – the club in Medellin that Pablo frequented was just out-of-sight! The Paso Fino horses there were the worlds best – I later lived on a ranch in Boyds Maryland, and people offered to pay to ride their Paso Fino’s, but I never took a dime.
    I digress – age and memories – life is to live – we are Souls having a human experience – be good though because Father is always watching – I’d best stop right there and do some repenting!
    Our stories about Europe, South America and more will take a face-to-face. We shall do so one day to:

    • I hear you on living and not walking in fear. I guess becoming a mother and such took some of my wild adventure side away from me.

      I am surprised I lived, and I think one day I will meet 3 very big angels who will look very tired and tell me out they (Bob, Frank, and John) would say, “It’s your turn this time!” in regards to rescuing my crazy ass.

  10. Motherhood does just that, and it is as it should be to. Fatherhood did keep my feet in place for a time, but then my daughter grew up and my son went to live with his mother & no rules. Jessica and I did see Hawaii and Nova Scotia for extended stays. John flew a Cessna 150 for over a year. I miss being a full-time dad actually.

    “You can take the boy out of the Marines, but can’t take the Marines out of the boy.” Thus, the winged sandals. I’ve always treated people where ever I go as equals. I eat what they eat and sleep where they sleep. It just amazes people how far a friendly tone in my voice with a smile on my face looking a person in their eyes gets me – to me it is just natural and normal. I got to admit though, Chechnya just might be “testing the Lord” and His angles a bit. He and they have kept us both alive for a reason – I too often now days ponder – what is His reason? I’ll either know or never know – I’m just ready when an occasion presents as best as I can be. … Oh how that subject could get long – after returning home I had to stop myself from leaving myself – I went out during R&R in Da Nang, and was told “John it is not time for you to come any further”; I think I may have mentioned that experience here once before –

    • I love our back and forth John, and maybe someone reading gets something out of it as well. I have been fortunate to travel far and wide across this great earth, and I never met a stranger! I found people were wonderful and kind everywhere. That they want the same things for their families as mine does, and that by far, people are very loving, giving and curious when meeting people who come from other lands.

      I am forever thankful for my experiences both good and bad, and maybe I should remember how good people are and not focus on the evil we hear so much of in the world.

      One day we shall all know the truth, we shall no longer fear, and we shall not be living in lies. I long for that time.

      Much love in Messiah,

      Christina

  11. Yes Christina, I always have a deep warm feeling each time we connect here – I like you a lot! If nothing else, anyone who reads this page should see that there are a few people who face the reality of this world, and still are able to face it like: “piles of trials with smiles” – Moody Blues –
    I just had a break to read what Gary-the grunt sent me. We were in Lima co. 3/9 together in 68 & 69. I’ll pass it along and see if there is a limit here. … 3/9 was called Death in the Dark -“”Many other units; for instance, those who fought the hill battles around Khe Sanh, or were with the famed Walking Dead [1/9] of the Ninth Marine Regiment”” that would be me, one of the three Battalions that made up the Ninth Regiment – I don’t remember it being that bad, but if I think about it – it was – I don’t live it any longer – The people of Viet Nam were the best – no V.C. on the D.M.Z. thank God!!!

    VIETNAM GENERATION by Jim Webb

    Heroes of the Vietnam Generation by James Webb

    The rapidly disappearing cohort of Americans that endured the Great Depression and then fought World War II is receiving quite a send-off from the leading lights of the so-called 60s generation. Tom Brokaw has published two oral histories of “The Greatest Generation” that feature ordinary people doing their duty and suggest that such conduct was historically unique.

    Chris Matthews of “Hardball” is fond of writing columns praising the Navy service of his father while castigating his own baby boomer generation for its alleged softness and lack of struggle. William Bennett gave a startling condescending speech at the Naval Academy a few years ago comparing the heroism of the “D-Day Generation” to the drugs-and-sex nihilism of the “Woodstock Generation.” And Steven Spielberg, in promoting his film “Saving Private Ryan,” was careful to justify his portrayals of soldiers in action based on the supposedly unique nature of World War II.

    An irony is at work here. Lest we forget, the World War II generation now being lionized also brought us the Vietnam War, a conflict which today’s most conspicuous voices by and large opposed, and in which few of them served. The “best and brightest” of the Vietnam age group once made headlines by castigating their parents for bringing about the war in which they would not fight, which has become the war they refuse to remember.

    Pundits back then invented a term for this animus: the “generation gap.” Long, plaintive articles and even books were written examining its manifestations. Campus leaders, who claimed precocious wisdom through the magical process of reading a few controversial books, urged fellow baby boomers not to trust anyone over 30. Their elders who had survived the Depression and fought the largest war in history were looked down upon as shallow, materialistic and out of touch.

    Those of us who grew up, on the other side of the picket line from that era’s counter-culture can’t help but feel a little leery of this sudden gush of appreciation for our elders from the leading lights of the old counter-culture. Then and now, the national conversation has proceeded from the dubious assumption that those who came of age during Vietnam are a unified generation in the same sense as their parents were and thus are capable of being spoken for through these fickle elites.

    In truth, the “Vietnam generation” is a misnomer. Those who came of age during that war are permanently divided by different reactions to a whole range of counter-cultural agendas and nothing divides them more deeply than the personal ramifications of the war itself. The sizable portion of the Vietnam age group who declined to support the counter-cultural agenda, and especially the men and women who opted to serve in the military during the Vietnam War, are quite different from their peers who for decades have claimed to speak for them. In fact, they are much like the World War II generation itself. For them, Woodstock was a side show, college protestors were spoiled brats who would have benefited from having to work a few jobs in order to pay their tuition, and Vietnam represented not an intellectual exercise in draft avoidance, or protest marches but a battlefield that was just as brutal as those their fathers faced in World War II and Korea.

    Few who served during Vietnam ever complained of a generation gap. The men who fought World War II were their heroes and role models. They honored their father’s service by emulating it, and largely agreed with their father’s wisdom in attempting to stop Communism’s reach in Southeast Asia.

    The most accurate poll of their attitudes (Harris, 1980) showed that 91 percent were glad they’d served their country, 74 percent enjoyed their time in the service, and 89 percent agreed with the statement that “our troops were asked to fight in a war which our political leaders in Washington would not let them win.” And most importantly, the castigation they received upon returning home was not from the World War II generation, but from the very elites in their age group who supposedly spoke for them.

    Nine million men served in the military during Vietnam War, three million of whom went to the Vietnam Theater. Contrary to popular mythology, two-thirds of these were volunteers, and 73 percent of those who died were volunteers.

    While some attention has been paid recently to the plight of our prisoners of war, most of whom were pilots; there has been little recognition of how brutal the war was for those who fought it on the ground.

    Dropped onto the enemy’s terrain 12,000 miles away from home, America’s citizen-soldiers performed with a tenacity and quality that may never be truly understood. Those who believe the war was fought incompletely on a tactical level should consider Hanoi’s recent admission that 1.4 million of its soldiers died on the battlefield, compared to 58,000 total U.S. dead.

    Those who believe that it was a “dirty little war” where the bombs did all the work might contemplate that is was the most costly war the U.S. Marine Corps has ever fought: five times as many dead as World War I, three times as many dead as in Korea, and more total killed and wounded than in all of World War II.

    Significantly, these sacrifices were being made at a time the United States was deeply divided over our effort in Vietnam. The baby-boom generation had cracked apart along class lines as America’s young men were making difficult, life-or-death choices about serving. The better academic institutions became focal points for vitriolic protest against the war, with few of their graduates going into the military. Harvard College, which had lost 691 alumni in World War II, lost a total of 12 men in Vietnam from the classes of 1962 through 1972 combined. Those classes at Princeton lost six, at MIT two. The media turned ever more hostile. And frequently the reward for a young man’s having gone through the trauma of combat was to be greeted by his peers with studied indifference of outright hostility.

    What is a hero? My heroes are the young men who faced the issues of war and possible death, and then weighed those concerns against obligations to their country. Citizen-soldiers who interrupted their personal and professional lives at their most formative stage, in the timeless phrase of the Confederate Memorial in Arlington National Cemetery: “not for fame of reward, not for place or for rank, but in simple obedience to duty, as they understood it.” Who suffered loneliness, disease, and wounds with an often-contagious élan. And who deserve a far better place in history than that now offered them by the so-called spokesmen of our so-called generation.

    Mr. Brokaw, Mr. Matthews, Mr. Bennett, Mr. Spielberg, meet my Marines. 1969 was an odd year to be in Vietnam. Second only to 1968 in terms of American casualties, it was the year made famous by Hamburger Hill, as well as the gut-wrenching Life cover story showing pictures of 242 Americans who had been killed in one average week of fighting. Back home, it was the year of Woodstock, and of numerous anti-war rallies that culminated in the Moratorium march on Washington. The My Lai massacre hit the papers and was seized upon the anti-war movement as the emblematic moment of the war.

    Lyndon Johnson left Washington in utter humiliation. Richard Nixon entered the scene, destined for an even worse fate. In the An Hoa Basin southwest of Danang, the Fifth Marine Regiment was in its third year of continuous combat operations. Combat is an unpredictable and inexact environment, but we were well led. As a rifle platoon and company commander, I served under a succession of three regimental commanders who had cut their teeth in World War II, and four different battalion commanders, three of whom had seen combat in Korea. The company commanders were typically captains on their second combat tour in Vietnam, or young first lieutenants like myself who were given companies after many months of “bush time” as platoon commanders in the Basin’s tough and unforgiving environs.

    The Basin was one of the most heavily contested areas in Vietnam, its torn, cratered earth offering every sort of wartime possibility. In the mountains just to the west, not far from the Ho Chi Minh Trail, the North Vietnamese Army operated an infantry division from an area called Base Area 112. In the valleys of the Basin, main-force Viet Cong battalions whose ranks were 80 percent North Vietnamese Army regulars moved against the Americans every day. Local Viet Cong units sniped and harassed. Ridgelines and paddy dikes were laced with sophisticated booby traps of every size, from a hand grenade to a 250-pound bomb. The villages sat in the rice paddies and tree lines like individual fortresses, crisscrossed with the trenches and spider holes, their homes sporting bunkers capable of surviving direct hits from large-caliber artillery shells. The Viet Cong infrastructure was intricate and permeating. Except for the old and the very young, villagers who did not side with the Communists had either been killed or driven out to the government controlled enclaves near Danang.

    In the rifle companies, we spent the endless months patrolling ridgelines and villages and mountains, far away from any notion of tents, barbed wire hot food, or electricity. Luxuries were limited to what would fit inside one’s pack, which after a few “humps” usually boiled down to letter-writing material, towel, soap, toothbrush, poncho liner, and a small transistor radio.

    We moved through the boiling heat with 60 pounds of weapons and gear, causing a typical Marine to drop 20 percent of his body weight while in the bush. When we stopped we dug chest-deep fighting holes and slit trenches for toilets. We slept on the ground under makeshift poncho hootches, and when it rained we usually took our hootches down because wet ponchos shined under illumination flares, making great targets. Sleep itself was fitful, never more than an hour or two at a stretch for months at a time as we mixed daytime patrolling with night-time ambushes, listening posts, foxhole duty, and radio watches. Ringworm, hookworm, malaria, and dysentery were common, as was trench foot when the monsoons came. Respite was rotating back to the mud-filled regimental combat base at An Hoa for four or five days, where rocket and mortar attacks were frequent and our troops manned defensive bunkers at night. Which makes it kind of hard to get excited about tales of Woodstock, or camping at the Vineyard during summer break.

    We had been told while training that Marine officers in the rifle companies had an 85 percent probability of being killed or wounded, and the experience of “Dying Delta,” as our company was known, bore that out. Of the officers in the bush when I arrived, our company commander was wounded, the weapons platoon commander wounded, the first platoon commander was killed, the second platoon commander was wounded twice, and I, commanding the third platoons fared no better. Two of my original three-squad leaders were killed, and the third shot in the stomach. My platoon sergeant was severely wounded, as was my right guide. By the time I left, my platoon I had gone through six radio operators, five of them casualties.

    These figures were hardly unique; in fact, they were typical. Many other units; for instance, those who fought the hill battles around Khe Sanh, or were with the famed Walking Dead of the Ninth Marine Regiment, or were in the battle of Hue City or at Dai Do, had it far worse.

    When I remember those days and the very young men who spent them with me, I am continually amazed, for these were mostly recent civilians barely out of high school, called up from the cities and the farms to do their year in hell and return. Visions haunt me every day, not of the nightmares of war but of the steady consistency with which my Marines faced their responsibilities, and of how uncomplaining most of them were in the face of constant danger. The salty, battle-hardened 20-year-olds teaching green 19-year-olds the intricate lessons of the hostile battlefield. The unerring skill of the young squad leaders as we moved through unfamiliar villages and weed-choked trails in the black of night. The quick certainty when a fellow Marine was wounded and needed help. Their willingness to risk their lives to save other Marines in peril. To this day it stuns me that their own countrymen have so completely missed the story of their service, lost in the bitter confusion of the war itself.

    Like every military unit throughout history we had occasional laggards, cowards, and complainers. But in the aggregate, these Marines were the finest people I have ever been around. It has been my privilege to keep up with many of them over the years since we all came home. One finds in them very little bitterness about the war in which they fought. The most common regret, almost to a man, is that they were not able to do more for each other and for the people they came to help.

    It would be redundant to say that I would trust my life to these men. Because I already have, in more ways than I can ever recount. I am alive today because of their quiet, unaffected heroism. Such valor epitomizes the conduct of Americans at war from the first days of our existence. That the boomer elites can canonize this sort of conduct in our fathers’ generation while ignoring it in our own is more than simple oversight. It is a conscious, continuing travesty.

    • That was a very moving recounting of his experience in Nam. My step father who adopted me when I was 12, who really is my dad served in Nam. He got trench foot and malaria though he was a commando in the Air Force.

      He told me some stories of the war, but he did not want to share the worst of it, and I witnessed his PTSD in 1976 when my sister accidentally brushed his toe in the bedroom one day while he slept, and he flew out of bed and had her on the ground in a split second ready to deal with the “enemy”. It scared the crap out of him, and he worked hard to let the memories go.

      I lost my dad to cancer three years ago, and I have some of his 3 inch discs he put some writings on which I think I shall dig through now. I have the highest respect for our military though I believe they are fighting wars for bankers and corporations, they are doing their duty and yes, they are slowing down the socialist system.

      I guess this is why I cry inside as I watch America piss away the honor our men and women have fought to build in fighting for freedom and liberty. I cried this morning as I read of a young 20 year old marine who was killed by a coward suicide bomber in Afghanistan last week.

      I think of my own 21 year old submariner son and feel maybe foolishly he is safer under water than on land or surface fleet or in the air. We need to honor our military men and women even if we despise the leadership and know they are sending them to battle for all the wrong reasons.

      Thank you John for sharing this… I have a few more messages from you to read now. Wiping a tear… and turning the page.

      • Thank you Christina,

        You do have more than a clue, and you have an open mind to – I respect those qualities a lot. PTSD is hard to deal with as you know. Its worst effect is on those who are loved and close. In time it retreats if dealt with – WWII vets had the trip home on a ship to “talk things through” with fellow vets, and a welcome home from society. Nam was not that way – I was out of the corps and home within 5 days after my RTD. To keep it short, I spent three months in the VA hospital in Coatsville PA with other vets followed by some years of group with vets – you got to face the monster to be able to make peace with the monster.

        Had I known what I know today, I would have joined the Navy – my paycheck said Navy – and been right where your son is! Safe, the best food offered, secure with good men & women these days, and secretive as all get-out. You are. As you should be, very proud – I share in your feelings!

        All this war talk with politicians leading the charge there in America has taken a slight hit on me. We won every battle and lost the war in Nam. Nothing has changed. Last night I had a dream that: a friend was walking with me and a couple others in a peaceful nature surrounding. All of a sudden I said that I had seen this movie before; at that moment the friend attempted to kill us. To cut to the end I pumped 22 rounds into the side of his head and then did an unmentionable act – with no emotion at all. … That is the problem with combat vets as cops – the need to kill with no emotion – that ain’t me, but I see it in many others at the VA!!!

        Godspeed to you and yours – a Semper Fi from me to your 21 year old son who is now a man – send him a gift from me – IF –

        Your Friend,
        John

      • Thank you my friend. I sent him “IF” the day you posted it, and I am sure it means a lot to him.

        Re: The dream you had is telling in regards to the feeling of betrayal. I hope this blog does not bring fear to people because that is the opposite of Love. I see my writings and digging up of information as a sort of surgical methodology to bring healing. No one wants to hear they have a tumor or disease, but once you understand your illness and symptoms you can get to the cure and not just medicate the pain away for it to return and ultimately have the disease kill you.

        I care about our souls. I care about our walking in love, and sometimes love is harsh. My blog is probably more often that tough harsh love of truth.

        Your dream is a revelation of the storm that is coming upon us worldwide. We must not react in fear, but respond in love. Prepare now, put food aside, water purification, and store supplies. If you need medicine stock up. Learn about hydrogen Peroxide treatments etc..

        You are a strong man John, and are prepared in spirit. My comments above are for all reading this blog. I know I won’t reach a large number, but I do believe those who do read this blog are here for a reason. I wish more would open up and share because it is healing to share. We are not alone. We have spirit brothers and sisters all over the world, and I lift you all up in spirit. Please pray for one another in these trying times.

        Many blessings to you and yours my friend,

        Christina

      • Cool – he sounds like the kind of young man who will read deeply into IF. You don’t get on a US Sub without a lot of gray matter between your ears, and the ability to use it well – besids, he has you for his mother – now there is a lucky man!

        It looks as though I must reply to both here. First and foremost, your blog is enlightening and truthful. Nothing you have ever posted brings fear to me. The dream I had related to having won every battle in Nam and lost the was. The politicians did that then, and are still doing that today. I love my country, and never ever question that [and I already know that you never would]. The political system out and out lies. The media no prints these lies as truthful facts. The American public eats them up like a kid turned loose in a candy store, and the kid never ever gets an upset stomach. Yes, I do feel very betrayed by the ones I also consider close – all of the American people I consider close actually. I totally lost my trust in the political system by 1969. What is going on today only strengthens that distrust.

        I’m up on Hydrogen Peroxide and we put a silver spoon in our drinking water – honestly I back-pack 10 liters in from the store here every other day or so, but when tap water is used, a silver spoon goes into the jug the day before. Medical supplies are stocked up being a type 2 thanks to Agent Orange https://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msid=216825182915981157584.000482fa653aa3fa51b4e&msa=0&dg=feature I don’t stock up on food because I live in both the US and Russia. Here is a person has 3 people at home and comes across one slice of bread, they bring it home and split it into four pieces, and there is always Ducha where a lawn mower has no use – everything growing is eatable.

        Strength is of the spirit my friend. One must have faith to. Faith in self, proven friends, and above all the Lord. I do pray, but I often fear that war has left me cold – I hope you understand what I mean because it would be hard to type a description of it – like in the dream – killing with no emotion – I own not even a BB gun and there is no knife in my pocket. I will not own a gun because if someone broke in to steal I probably would use it, and nothing I own is worth harming another – defending my family I will not address – I take the first shot as I fall to the floor with the intruders throat clutched in my fist –

        Christina, without information [recon] about what is happening around us, we are walking blindly into the evil hands that are there leading us. For sure, put all information you come across out for people to read and know – that is one of your callings and you do it well. The moons – last week I think it was, I woke at the crack of dawn. A crescent moon was rising with what I thought was a planet at its 11:00 o’clock. As the noon rose, the “planet” stayed locked into its position with the rising moon – – now that sounds a bit strange to me, right?

        All my Love in and with the Messiah,
        In faith and knowledge we must be,
        John

    • I like this blog. It has nice features. I might upgrade eventually if I go get another job. Looking for one, say a prayer. Wish I could get back into radio, but no door has opened yet. I loved doing my radio show, but I tend to piss too many people off with my blunt honesty.

  12. Final thoughts before bed – what if the Ukrainian people realize that if they take the fight to the Russians, that the Russians will then advance into Ukraine. Then Poland steps in, as planed by the Western Ukraine’s and all hell does break loose. Perhaps WWIII as you thought might evolve from this mess?

    Prayers before bed for peace, and a mind-set off this thing that I have absolutely no control or influence over. …

    Lords Blessings,
    John

    • We have to think as chess players. The dominoes are falling, and I believe we could see disaster here at home that will stop our involvement over there, which will give Russia the room to expand and bring that region under control as China pushes into their areas and communism does take over the world.

      USA will lose reserve currency status which will destroy our economy for a couple of years as we adjust, and give room for China to steal our resources etc…. all legally of course.

      Then if you look at the images on our money as I have posted before, what if we have a false flag disaster of a “meteor” hitting the Atlantic within 60 miles of our shores and it wipes out NY or on the West coast L.A.?

      Imagine some sort of weapons disguised as a meteor doing such devastation so we lose our electronics and several major cities. You can’t blame anyone cause it’s an act of God. When in fact it’s nothing but a missile hitting the ocean creating that tsunami, or an “earthquake” destroying Hoover Dam. Do a search on this blog for images on the money, it’s all there. They did them before and they will do them again.

      Russia and China will have free reign to control the world and America will be begging for help. They will gladly give it under certain conditions like disarming the people.

      With those happy thoughts, I bid you peace and safety in our Lord and Savior who ultimately wins this war against the plans of the evil one, and that always gives me peace.

      Blessings to you and all peace loving Russians,

      Christina

  13. China is the one to watch. There are weapons beyond our wildest dreams, I am sure. I read what you post, and have read about the images on the money – it will happen. I didn’t worry about Russia a lot until after I watched a video you posted yesterday – it said the Russian Central Bank is no differant than ours – ouch –

    This is all in Gods plans, so I’ll just go with the flow I guess. I’m off to the park for a long walk with the Lord – I nrrd His peace right now – me and the Russians I know hate war – we know its face first hand –

    • Hi John,

      I often ask myself if I want to put up a certain post because of the unsettling news, and I always lean to the side of information.

      I am much more comfortable preparing for a coming storm than being blind sided by it. Many people I find love to live in the bliss of ignorance pretending all is well. I find most of those people are fairly successful or settled in their lot in life.

      I think we have to center ourselves and be secure in our faith because it is being tested as never before my friend. I know these are prophetic times. The 4 blood moons are coming, and we will see so much upheaval.

      Men’s hearts will fail them for this crisis, and only those who are firm in their faith will stand. So, I encourage you today, and all reading. Now is the time to get on our knees, to humble our hearts and seek the Lord with all we are as we love one another and pray for God’s will to be done.

      I have seen miracles lately, and I know God is ultimately in control and loves all of us dearly. He is begging us to turn from our selfish unholy ways. May we hear that clarion call to return to our true Father and walk in peace with each other.

      Much love in Messiah,

      Christina

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