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Thursday, November 10, 2005

On birthdays

Today is one of the most important days for me. Of all the holidays and reasons to celebrate out there, this is about the third or fourth most important to me. Tomorrow is right behind it.

Don't know what today is? You should.

Today is the 230th birthday of the United States Marine Corps. Formed by an act of the Continental Congress on November the 10th, 1775, recruiting for the Continental Marines started at Tun Tavern, in Phildelphia, Pennsylvania. Many of the initial recruits were former Royal Marines...the only Marine Corps older than Uncle Sam's Misguided Children.

If you are keeping score at home, you will note that the Marine Corps was formed almost 9 months before the Declaration of Independence was signed, making U Suckers Miss Christmas one of two branches of the United States military older than the US. The other being the world's largest taxi-cab service, the United States Navy. Strangely, the United States Army is actually a couple of years younger than the US, simply because the Continental Army was disbanded after the Revolution, with each state providing for its own defense. That silly idea was rectified after the Articles of Confederation bombed miserably, but, because of that, the US Army is actually the Marine Corps' YOUNGER brother.

I'm trying not to gloat too much about that.

Anyway, after you are done celebrating the Muscles Are Required Intelligence Not Essential birthday, tomorrow, you get to do it all over again, and celebrate ALL of the United States veterans. See? Marines aren't total glory hogs! We let all the other branches share in one of our two days of celebration.

At any rate, in years past, these two days usually meant two consecutive mornings with hangovers. I don't do that anymore, but, for these two days, I might just have to do a 12 ounce curl or two, just for old time's sake.

If the Army and the Navy,
Ever look on Heaven's scenes,
They will find the streets are gaurded


Semper Fi, Mac.

Semper Fidelis: Always Faithful, to God, Corps and Country