For The Mad For Marines Motorcyclists

so many mad marine motorcyclists, it almost makes me sad that the marine’s few good recruiters are intimidated by a group of women, and geriatric grannies dressed in pink. perhaps they just can’t handle it, the requirement that they be able to recruit, to have an answer for their fellow citizens. perhaps democracy, Jeffersonian america, is too much. maybe we keep losing because these troops need to know they are loved by mommy as well as tommy.

For those who shout, blog and bitch about the need to support these semper fi, these simple folks, remember the citizen is not required to support the soldier. the irony is that the soldier enlists in order to support the citizens. Again, you enlist to support them…unless you’re after the medal, not the honor.
if you want the honor at the local shop, buy a medal on eBay. It will cost you less than a tank of gas for your custom Hog.

They are supposed to express their opinion, their honest full view. You are supposed to provide them the opportunity, and protection. For this, you are paid, fed and clothed. You live in a paradise of care, just follow the creed. Civilians lead, soldiers follow. Heel and heed, that is your dance lesson.