the dragon

Everyone likes to socialise on social media but when it comes to socialism to take care of another somehow that rootword takes on different meaning. 

We conserve our finances for a rainy day, we conserve our energy for moments of action, but when it comes to conservativeism more is wasted than is saved. 

We want our liberties to go to our libraries while carrying our guns and smoking our favoured herb, but when it comes to liberalism we lose more of our self responsiblities than gain. 

We must not confuse words or ideals for action. Any idiot can make any stupid claim they want, but it is only through evidence and action do we come to truth. I think I have done more and shown myself to be a true man, regardless of what anyone feels of my expression of pain. The USA government gave me that pain. The USA government has lied to its people and will turn against anyone who tries to keep it on the straight and narrow. The USA government is only an institution and is ran by man. It is a system that needs to have it's gutters cleaned every so often. Present Thomas "jungle fever" Jefferson gave the recommendation that it happen every 10 years. Present Lincoln said that, "once the people get weary of their right to amend the constitution, they'll use they're revolutionary right to start again."

For the last 8 years I have travelled much of the world and have spoken to well over a million people, with my work reaching countless more, and will for centuries to come, whether I will or no. I have sought only for people to see the truth and have only spoken truth for the betterment of all that I have ever done. 

I don't understand why the are so many humans that have tried to hurt me further. The same people who should have my reverence and praise for teaching me wisdom and action. If I were to guess the meaning behind this, is that those with ulterior motives have gained too much power,  and that the vast majority of those who serve in the government are simply unwilling pawns with no safe avenue of escape.

"Damned if you do, damned if you don't," one veteran who still works for special forces told me recently. There are many who are on my side, he said a lot more than I realize when I responded that I feel like I've just been alone he said, "you're still alive, yes?"

It was a very sobering talk, and probably one I needed to have 5 years ago. 

He said that everyone's livelihood is in the hands of a few who have a stranglehold on the entire community. 

So in my future posts I shall be sharing what the 3rd Special Operations Squadron Dragons inherited from the 15th Recon Squadron "Cotton Pickers" (Seriously their mascot, or was when I was in). And a very very serious look into the leadership structure that ended up being the sword plunged into the warrior spirit. 

The individuals I worked with in JSOC gave me my heart back after the members of the 15th gossip girls tried to ruin me over a lie. In fact, it was Donna Mae Williams who I flew with for months, and a select others, who saved me from that trash. Light Col. CALTAG gave me the opportunity to prove myself, even though the enlisted trash he was fed placed me in a very negative light. And everyone in the 3rd knows how hard I worked. I was the first MAC qualified sensor from my class. I was the first to volunteer to deploy and fire a hellfire missile. I was the first dual qualified sensor oppressor/ mission controller, who was competent enough to fly on my own. I was the first to break 6000 hours in 4 years, I had 36 aerial achievement medals whose stringent requirements is no where near the reflection of my dedication.

I am the 300th Dragon of the 3rd Special Operations Squadron and I will forever be that even if you've removed my name from the plaque. I dealt with so much bullshit that it was only eventual that this was going to come out. I am the greatest thing that squadron will ever produce. I earned my rank of Staff Sergeant, and I embody the fury of every sergeant who has witnessed the gross incompetence that I have. 

Duty is forever in one's heart. Who taught me duty better than the 3rd SOS? Who instructed me to always be honest? The brits and JSOC. 

Conventional air force guys would say things like, "that's not the real air force." Or, "do as I say not as I do." Bullshit. Lazy fucking bullshit. 

Killing me won't get rid of this stain upon the USA military's honor. Silencing me will only make me louder.  Intimidating me will only bring you fear. 

Return with honor. That was the final thing JSOC taunt me. I intend to do exactly that.